Shiny Toy Guns – Major Tom (coming home)

Standing there alone
the ship is waiting
all systems are go
are you sure?

control is not convinced
but the computer
has the evidence
“no need to abort”

the countdown starts
watching in a trance
the crew is certain

nothing left to chance
all is working
trying to relax
up in the capsule
“send me up a drink”
jokes Major Tom
the count goes on

4 3 2 1
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
calling calling home…

second stage is cut
we’re now in orbit
stabilizers up
running perfect
starting to collect
requested data
what will it effect
when all is done
thinks Major Tom

back at ground control
there is a problem
go to rockets full
not responding
“hello Major Tom
are you receiving
turn the thrusters on
we’re standing by”
there’s no reply

4 3 2 1
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
calling calling home…

across the stratosphere
a final message
“give my wife my love”
then nothing more

far beneath the ship
the world is mourning
they don’t realize
he’s alive
no one understands
but Major Tom sees
now the life commands
this is my home
I’m coming home

Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
coming home…
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
coming home…
Earth below us
drifting falling
floating weightless
coming coming home…
home…..

Dresden Dolls, The – Night Reconnaissance Lyrics

Nothing is crueller than children who come from good homes

Gotta forgive them, I guess, but whose side are you on?

Driving around my hometown, I remember it all

Dropping my lunchbox and tampax all over the hall

And they said…

You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes

You are a Satanist worshiper, oh, that’s evil

You think you’re poet, a folksinger, ???

A volleyball player?! you’ve got to be kidding us all

So we hide from the cunts

On a night reconnaissance

Steal flamingos and gnomes

From the dark side of the lawn

No one can stop us

The script is a work of genius

No one has bought the rights yet but

We’re not giving up

Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script

Directed by Spielberg and starring the masochist club

Marion looked like hell

Stuck in that ridicules shell

Give us some light and god’s pure love

We know what you’ve been dreaming of

Give us some light and god’s pure love

We know what you’ve been dreaming of

Give us some light and god’s pure love

We know what you’ve been dreaming of

We’re taking you to Hollywood

Hollywood

And we hide from the cunts

On a night reconnaissance

Steal flamingos and gnomes

From the dark side of the lawn

One is a socialist cock-head they dressed in my clothes

One is a Satanist worshipping who’s evil

One is a poet who starts up a band of his own

One is a volleyball player with both of her wrists broke

And we hide from the cunts

On a night reconnaissance

Steal flamingos girls and gnomes

From the dark side of the lawn

And we give them good homes

Give them love they’ve never known

In the loft, in the lawn,

In the town where I was born

In the loft, in the bar,

In the town where I was born

via Dresden Dolls, The – Night Reconnaissance Lyrics.

The Lack of a Human Moment

Why are we so afraid of human contact? Why is it we can not longer connect?

People seem afraid of real interaction, and conversation….

This really makes me sad… Everyday I get IMs or e-mails and all they say is, “Hey wanna chat?” No one would walk up to a stranger and really say this…

I always reply the same way, “About what?”

It seems like a logical question. Most of the time they say it is up to me. Well I was not the one to approach them. Why should I choose the topic? We would not expect this of a stranger in real life.

On myspace I always tell people to read my profile… I actually have a pretty detailed one. I actually took he time to fill everything out just to see how many people really read it. So when they say, “What are you into?” I easily reply with, “Well it is all in the profile, what else do you want to know?”

This is where they get really annoyed… the say something like: “I guess you do not want to talk.”

The thing is I love to talk to strangers… but I want to have a conversation… I feel with the bases squared away in my profile that should be like a warm lead into a conversation with me. If ya see something you like bring it up… We can talk about that, and expand from there next thing you know OMG we had a real conversation with give and take….

How hard was that… do not just say, “I like to party.” and expect me to carry it from there. The benefit of the internet is we can “meet” people from all over the world…

We can share ideas, learn form others and broaden our horizons… but people make it even more impersonal than it already is…

In my comments telling people to read my profile and such like that, I am not trying to be offensive… I just want you to have a basic idea of an idea for a conversation before contacting me for the first time ever….

Can’t we connect? Can’t we have real moments? Must we keep it to pleasantries?

Do you need salt, pepper, or ketchup? Debit or credit? Cream and sugar?

That’s it? Really? How about how are you doing today? (and really mean it)

Sigh… I ask to much I guess…

A Link To me on Myspace

Bring me a tribute in coffee…

We have the worst  luck with the internet…

This is driving me nuts…

But once again, Amanda Mae and her bad assness fixed it…

Go me… I should be paid in coffee…

anyway… yeah that’s why I have not been online…

He Died with a Felafel in His Hand

This is one of the best movies I have seen in a long time… I found this movie one night when I was really depressed. I normally watch Horror Flicks but I was just too down for that one night…

I wanted to watch satire… Low and behold I stumbled across this Australian dark comedy. It made me laugh it made me cry… It was amazing…

In fact this movie hit me so hard, at just the right time (like I said i was really depressed when I found this) that it is now a classic in my house and we even have Felafel day in our house now.

That would be today in fact. Later this eve we are going to go get felafels and watch this movie, then later tonight we are going to “Albino Moon Bathe.” That makes since if you have seen the movie… We may even have some pineapple chunks…

Chex mix and law & order

This is how I roll!

It’s Saturday night and my big plans are to eat a bag of chex mix and watch season 3 of law & order CI

I am not complaining though. I could be out if I wanted to be, but this is what wanted to do.

i spent last night with my lover having the best sex i have had in forever, and this continued into the morning.  Needless to say, I am  being lazy tonight!

So a cup of coffee, L&O CI and chex mix, and later a good book is all I need and want tonight….

This is me Amanda Mae, well fucked and snuggly!!!

Getting familiar with tech stuff…

ok so I some how got behind the times… easy to do in this day and age…

I am trying to get a better grip on the blogging concepts in general…

Well when I don’t get something I learn about it. I am rather good at research… well when it is something I want to learn about at least…

So anyway i thought I should catch up with some of the tech stuff… i just now got around to learning about RSS feeds… lol yes i am only now learning about them. I mean in concept i knew what it was but not how to use them…

I realized i waste allot of time because I do not take advantage of them… so now this mornig I am getting on that…. opps

I have many times been slow to get with the times… but only sometimes… well i have taken a while on this but have learned my lesson… at least on this lol

an evening with Keven Smith 2: Evening Harder

OMG this is the funniest shit I have seen in a long time! I laughed so hard i almost peed myself…

Keven Smith is one of the funniest guys ever. wanna know what chuck norris, Chewbaca, and  Keven smith have in common?

Well i am telling you this  made my whole night better!!!!

my alcoholic friends

This has been stuck in my head all day!!!!!!

I love this song too!!!!!!

my alcoholic friends

I’m counting back
the number of the steps
it took for me to get
back on the wagon of the weekend

I’ll use the autotimer to prove that
I got home with my imagination
if they find the body in the basement
“in the very house that she was raised in!”

I’m taking down
the number of the Times
so when we get the sign
from god I’ll be the first to call them

I’m taking back the number of the beast
cause 6 is not a pretty number
8 or 3 are definitely better
a is for the address on the letter
to my alcoholic friends

I’m trying hard
not to be ashamed
not to know the name
of who is waking up beside me
or the date, the season or the city
but at least the ceilings very pretty
and if you are holding it against me

I’ll be on my best behavior
taking shots for mother nature
once my fist is in the cupboard
love is never falling over

should I choose a noble occupation
if I did I’d only show up late and
sick and they would stare at me with hatred
plus my only natural talent’s wasted on my alcoholic friends
my alcoholic friend

copyright 2005 amanda palmer

I’m just a whiny girl sometimes

yep i have my moments where i whine…

It just really sucks to miss someone so much, and know there is nothing that can be done about it. I know i am just as missed too… For some reason that just makes it worse.  You would think  being missed would give you a warm fuzzy feeling..  but no…  makes me  miss  him more…  I can’t  wait  for  my  darling  lover  to come  home…  I miss  my  arms  around  him….

Sigh….