Enjoyable Lyrics from the Daily Playlist:

'I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.' - MGMT, "Time to Pretend"

'I can't complain, but sometimes I still do.' - Joe Walsh, "Life's Been Good"

'Do you want to come over and kill some time?  Throw your arms around me.' - Bloc Party, "This Modern Love"

'I want to fuck her on the floor, among my books of ancient lore.' - Iggy Pop, "Nazi Girlfriend"

more to follow...

Notes for a Wedding:

So, my cousin became a husband this weekend.

Being as he and his girlfriend have been dating for seven years and living together for one, the parents stuck by their rule, "you play house, you pay for the wedding."

So, the whole shebang was pretty low-key.  But it suited them excellently.

My cousin and his (now) wife are both very sporty, no-BS, responsible, high-energy people.  And everything had a very youthful energy to it.  From the short, fuscia bridesmaids' dresses to the firehouse reception.

Got me thinking about my wedding...

Which, at the moment, has no date, budget, or groom.

So it's nice to fantasize:

- The wedding party in silver.

- Lots of young ones...  (I don't care if they make noise, weddings always felt near-magical to me as a kid.)

- 300 people on the guest list.

- All white flowers.

- A moist cake iced like a present.

I can't even think about the dress.  Or the groom.

Eh, why have a groom?

I just wish I had a good enough reason to spend a wad of cash on a party.

Ode to a Childhood Film:

My new lover is handsomely needy.

He has these great round biceps and thick forearms that tell me he's a tin soldier at heart.

And when I put a hand on his shoulder, he melts a little, just in one place.  With his feet at a right angle with the ground, toes pointing just noticeably inward.

He smiles white and stares black.  There's a confidence he doesn't see in himself.  A strength in what he wants.

And here I am in tulle, balancing on toes I've forgotten to feel.

But I'll lend a corner blush and happy lashes to make sure he knows I wish I could hold his hand.