An obscure mixture of thoughts and music

So, after one of my most popular/commented posts ever, I think I'll have some fun with this one. You know...to get everybody back into comfortable zone. Not that being open and talking about hard issues doesn't...but sometimes fun stuff is the easiest way to stay loose. Ummm...this doesn't make sense. I'm changing subject.

I think I'm addicted to IBC Root Beer. There's something amazing about holding a glass bottle in your hand, and sipping from a small spout that releases cool, wonderful liquid into your taste buds. I've been buying at least a six-pack a week for about a month or a month and a half...or maybe longer. I have a huge line up the bottles on a shelf in my closet that now is two-deep and at least ten long.


I am happy, and I will be even happier after this next week is over. Unless something happens bigger than what I'll be finishing and really sad. Because I'm in the last stages of doing anything to do with homeschool. Yesterday I finished a 1000 word law essay which will determine my final grade in the online law course I'm taking with Michael Farris, a famous lawyer in homeschool circles. : ) The case we had to decide about was called Beautiful Babes with Burqas and Bazookas v. City of Purcellville. Don't blame me for that title...blame Farris. Anyway...it's extremely satisfying to finish a subject and know you will never have to do it again, ever, in the current setting or format. I will NOT be sad about high school being over. Maybe it's because I'm the only member of my class, but it's more likely because I have never, ever, enjoyed school. Unless it's reading.

There is a wonderful, calming, almost therapeutic band that my oldest bro Arie introduced me to. They're called the Weepies. And I have not heard a song by them that I don't like. So here's a song by them. Enjoy it, and then look up more of their music on Grooveshark. The only album of theirs that I've listened to much is Hideaway, but that one is excellent. Looking at the lyrics of this song, I can see they're also really talented lyricists. And I like the story that song tells...it's easy to identify with. Anyway...here's Orbiting:




You named me judge the day that I was born
You asked too much to fix what you had torn
Things got out of hand, now I understand

And I'm out of your range
Now it's kind of strange
How we change orbit in our lives
You were kind of a moon outside of my room
I could just feel you nearby
Now I feel you gone
'Cause I know which side you're on
And it's not mine

I walk the line between now and then
It's deep-sea diving with no oxygen
Guess I went somewhere to hide
Far behind my eyes
I willed you there to see
But you never came for me

And I'm out of your range
Now it's kind of strange
How we change orbit in our lives
You were kind of a moon outside of my room
I could just feel you nearby
Now I feel you gone
'Cause I know which side you're on
And it's not mine
And it's not mine
And it's not mine