shannanigans

stop. look and listen.

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sat, 28 Mar 2009 22:58:00 +0000

look:

this is my favorite building on the way to work. i love the colors and the worn down lettering.

saw this scrawled on a subway ad while waiting for the train. it definitely expresses much of the way i felt about math during high school.

listen:

it's so slick. good saturday evening vibe.

coney island in the winter

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sat, 10 Jan 2009 17:09:00 +0000

easy like sunday morning

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sun, 12 Oct 2008 23:44:00 +0000

it's been a while but this weekend we got our internet fixed! it's been a nice day, very slow and lazy. woke up late, ate, had a nap.

when i was little, i thought bob marley's song no woman no cry was telling someone if they had no woman they shouldn't cry. then i realized really recently that it was actually no, woman, no cry. not no woman, no cry.

that's the end of that.

i bought a lot of music this past week. i like amazon a lot better than itunes. it's cheaper a lot of the time eventhough they have less selection.

i don't have anything else to say. i thought of all these funny things this week to write about but now i don't remember them.

this is why you should research anything you are going to name. ever. uku means flea (or lice or ticks or that kind of gross thing) in hawaiian. ukulele means 'jumping flea' because when the instrument was brought to the islands, the players' fingers moved so fast it was like jumping fleas.

so, ukuladies is cute, but uh it's kind of gross. like lice infested ladies.

oh well.

for them.

hahahaha.

i like this joshua radin guy. i like his voice. yep, amazon purchase!

i like this bus.

sweet sentiments

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 04:48:00 +0000

so, we've moved! yeah, actually it's been quite a while, but we didn't have internet for a long time and ever since we got it it's been on the fritz. not reliable at all. in fact, i'm using someone else's internet in our building right now to write this.

i just thought it was about time i put something else up. i like this song. it's old school and sweet. i love aaron neville. his 'crazy love' is one of my absolute favorite songs. ever.

'i don't know much, but i know i love you, and that may be all i need to know.'

isn't that lovely? they don't write songs that sweet anymore. now you just take an object (cyclone, helicopter, dog, salt shaker, polaroid) and tell the listeners to um move like it.

speaking of sweet, it was my parents' 30th anniversary this past week. it jsut warms my heart, i mean 30 years. that's a lot. you know what they did to celebrate? they saw kung fu panda at the dollar theater and ate at p.f. chang's because they had a buy one get one free coupon.....

i know. here's to celebrating 30 years.

but then i thought, i guess after 30 years, i'd be happy with just a cheap dinner and a movie. i mean, at that point it really isn't what you do, it's who you're with, and that's all you need to know.

goodbye les

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 03:33:00 +0000

it's 11:30pm and i'm looking around at my tiny room. i meant to post yesterday but i was so tired i fell asleep at around 10. tonight i spent most of my free hours packing up boxes, luggage and dismantling my shitty ikea wardrobe. it is scary and stupid that i climbed on that thing more than once now that i see what it's made of. tomorrow more packing and then friday, the move!

i feel a little sad that we're moving, even though we've only lived here for a year and we're moving 15 blocks away and this is the tiniest apartment ever. it's my first real apartment so i guess i can be nostalgic about it even if sometimes it didn't feel so much like a real apartment but more like a doll house. you know that geico commercial that used to run that was about a fake reality show called "tiny house?"

i remember i totally believed it was a show because it came out at the same time that that bachelor-like show about the dwarf was on. anyway, sometimes i feel like we live in that house. and now we're leaving :o(

it's crazy how fast things happen when you aren't paying attention.

today i listened to the pirates of the carribbean sp? that looks wrong.... soundtrack four times. that's all i listened to. it's an amazing soundtrack. it makes me feel like i'm really DOING something, even though i'm just walking down the street to the train. it makes that kind of trip feel epic.

just wanted to post a quick song, i've been really digging stevie wonder's not so mainstreamed stuff. wish i posted this yesterday cause it's called tuesday heartbreak but alas, i didn't.

bon appetit

follow up

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 03:00:00 +0000

fashion changes, it's true darien commented on, but i was thinking about clarissa's outfit for the intro:

clarissa is a hipster? y/n?

i mean, the tights? skirt? top? she just needs a big belt and some ironic sunglasses that wouldn't be ironic for her because they'd be from the '90s which is double ironic which would count for double hipster points!

hey, cool!

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 03:14:00 +0000

i love tv.

i have always loved tv.

i used to do my homework in front of the living room tv, and when i got kicked off of that i went to my room and turned on this old school watchman black and white portable tv, hid it behind my backpack, put my earphones on and did my homework in front of that.

ultimately, often my favorite part of a good tv show was its theme song. there is something beautiful about a theme song. it's so quick, ephemeral if you will, and sets the entire mood for the show. it gets you excited to watch your favorite show, or cues you to change the channel quickly (like when the match lighting when 'are you afraid of the dark')

the theme song is like a trumpeter announcing royalty, except it says 'hey! get ready to sit here for another half an hour to an hour!'

sometimes, i would only watch the theme song for a show, then change the channel. for example, murder she wrote. amazing theme song. i loved it. it was so exciting. i loved watching the opening credits too, because i love typewriters. but, i could never sit still for an hour of an elderly lady solving crime. another one was saved by the bell, man, what an exciting theme song! i'd watch the occasional episode, but i'd rather have heard the theme song for a half hour instead of the show sometimes.

there were theme songs i loved just as much as the shows that followed, though. macgyver, fresh prince of bel air (um yeah, i memorized that rap, did you even have to ask?), the nanny, golden girls, friends....it goes on and on. in fact, i'm having a lot of trouble thinking of a show that i absolutely hated the theme song for....i wanna say growing pains, but actually i just hated the show, i loved the theme song. in any case, the other day, i was (somehow through the magic of link hopping on the internet you know how it is, click, click, click, ack! porn! click, click, click) presented with this video:

yes, clarissa explains it all. it was a good show, not one of my favorites, mostly it made me want a two story house so that my friends could visit via ladder. anyway, i did enjoy the opening credits as i recall, and when i listened to this theme song again i realized just what the lyrics were.

"na na na na na"
"all right, all right"
more nananas (there are so many nananas i'm not going to type them all)
"hey cool"
more nanas
more all right all rights
more hey cool
and finally
"just do it"

.......

yeah, don't believe me? listen to it again.

i can't tell if it's brilliant or sad or just ridiculous. most likely it is a combination of all three with a dash of stupid and a pinch of laughable/endearing. the best part was that when i played it i could sing along. and yeah, hell yeah, if you want to know,

i love it.

i like this song by duffy. i couldn't decide if i liked her or not for several months. in the end, i decided i did like her, but i think this bonus track is my favorite.

it's good, right? just lovely. nothing to do with anything i was babbling about, but whatever. i do what i want.

dedication

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Mon, 11 Aug 2008 02:00:00 +0000

this one's for the ladies.
the ones who are out there all night,
struggling down the block, bleeding, bruised, blistered.
the ones crying inside,
tortured with every step
feigning gaiety.
this is for the girls whose weights are unevenly distributed over their feet,
for the ones whose toes take all the pressure
and the ones with no arches.
what is pain but the price of beauty?
i hope you make it those few blocks to the club,
and i hope you dance!
this is for the ladies
who do it all
for the sake of an elongated leg shape.

chase that rainbow.

er, hobble after it best you can

and rest your weary soles tonight.

oh nos and thoughts on mary jane

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 01:53:00 +0000

do you get stressed? i know sometimes i do! especially in today's economy. hahaha no i don't even know what i'm talking about. ignore that.

whenever i have a lot of things flying at me at once, i think of those kellog's corn pops commercials made in the '90s. oooo that is weird when you're like "back in the '90s'" isn't it? toy story and clueless were made in 1995....that is OVER TEN YEARS AGO. a DECADE. which is a long-ass time. anyway, being a television child addict in 'the 90s' i memorized an unhealthy amount of jingles and commercials. this one in particular is EXACTLY how my brain thinks when i get stressed.

especially the part where he's like "WHAT AM I GONNA DO?!" i always think it like that in my head. i don't think the ominous music comes on, but you have to admit it makes everything so tense, maybe i should consider adding that. i think just watching the commercial makes me stressed, especially because corn pops really ARE that delicious. mmmm. as erica pointed out, this is the guy from psych on usa (which i have never watched because it looks really not that funny) and she's all that. apparently he's the guy who throws the party? i don't remember that part. oh freddie.

i would have let you turn me into the prom queen anyday.

i haven't posted a lot of contemporary songs on this blog, mostly cause i think everyone has heard them enough. what is it about the radio that makes them play the same song twice in an hour? sometimes, the unreleased songs on an album will surprise you, like this one.

convenient right? i talk about stress and then i play a song called 'slow down'. i planned that. kind of. i like how when i was younger i didn't know what mary jane meant. i was just like 'why is this particular girl so popular?' the only mary jane i knew of was the one from spiderman so i assumed everyone just liked her a lot because she was a redhead.

pshh, what. ever. you didn't even know pot did not mean a pot for plants either.

tha throwback

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Mon, 28 Jul 2008 03:02:00 +0000

the other day i had a dream about a song. i can't remember the words anymore, i can't remember the tune, but it was something buried in my subconscious, and like a long forgotten mix-tape, my brain decided to dust it off, pop it in the walkman and push 'play'. i remember as i dreamed, i sang along to the hook in my head. of course i knew the words, my own mind was the thing simultaneously playing and singing it, and as it played i kept thinking "remember this hook, i want to get this song when i wake up, i know i don't have it and now i want it." sometimes i wake up with songs already in my head, predetermining my day almost. like another day, i woke up and i kept playing flo rida's low in my head. just the beginning. the part where it goes "mmm mmm mmm mmm.....let me talk to 'em....let me talk to 'em" just that part over and over again. and i don't know, it became a part of my day. sadly, when i woke up i could no longer remember the song. it was gone, just wisps of it remained with my memory of how badly i wanted to cement it in my mind at the time. it was, and still is, irritating the back of my thoughts, a fly in the gooey ointment of my brain--a thought that is not fully alive, not fully dead, just buzzing.

but there is already a song stuck back there. sometimes when i listen to the radio, to radio that plays songs that aren't contemporary, i hear something i already know by heart. i can call forth the words and melody almost effortlessly from the forgotten bits of storage in my head, yet not really be able to pinpoint how or why i know them. it's like when you find something in your closet while you're cleaning that you forgot you had. you remember all these things and they make you smile and you try to put the thing in a place you'll remember next time. but you don't remember it. you forget it as quickly as you found it. then something comes up and you need that thing for some reason, or you think of it again because it is fresher in your memory and you get excited because you remember that you put it somewhere you wouldn't forget the last time you saw it. but you can't remember where the hell you put it, just the fact that you've seen it recently and that it exists and is....somewhere in the mess. that's what this other song is. one day i found it on the radio and then i lost it again, and now it's there, side by side with this new one, waiting to be found again. summer, remembering, we fell in love? sigh, that's all i have left of it.

sometimes, though, a song will come back without asking. it's not something i dreamed or heard in a pass over the radio stations. i just don't recognize the title, or maybe the artist, but it's there in my music collection or online so i'll press play. as soon as the first notes and words hit my ears they just light up with recognition. damn! i used to love this song! this was my JAM.

i had a lot of jams. i was going through all this old school r&b today and i came across this, one of my jams. yeeeah boy.

remember all 4 one? before 'i swear' came out they had this single.

and i loved it.

politics=bollocks

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 00:59:00 +0000

this just in from the nation's capitol!

yes, a trip to washington dc to visit darien. most everyone knows i am one of the least political persons ever. suffice to say, i did not go to dc in order to learn about the political inner-workings of this nation, nor did i go in order to learn about the history, mostly i went to watch columbian soap operas and walk around and eat. so yeah, that's me and my nation's capitol! tres patriotic, no?

i did wear blue on the 4th.

anyway, whenever i see the washington monument all i can think of is how it's just our national penis. i do have a friend who told me that she things manhattan looks like a penis, though, "the penis of the world".

now, i am not a fan of politics or anything really related, except maybe a song or two, and this song is undeniably sweet. swingin. hot. as laissez faire (i did learn a thing or two in us history) of a gal i am when it comes to political messages, i can't not love this song. believe me, i'm not endorsing the message or denying it either, i'm just voting for the groove, man.

oh yeah. i moved!
but i guess you're already here reading this so....

congratulations me.

FINE.

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sat, 24 May 2008 23:36:00 +0000

whatever.
i will update.

reasons for not updating:
1. laziness
2. mmm mostly just the laziness

obviously i have the innability to consistently care for something like a blog, or a plant. or a child. don't hand me a child, i'll just leave it somewhere and come back every once in a while to nudge it with a stick. oh well, you will just have to deal with my sporadicity as it comes...or doesn't. i really haven't been doing anything lately, (unless you count watching law and order svu online as something) so i have nothing about my life to fill you in on...in this post. see how i avoided that prepositional ending? there's this guy and he sees this woman at a bench and goes, "who are you waiting for?" and she says "you can't end a sentence like that, with a preposition," so he says "who are you waiting for, bitch?"

haha. i think i'm funny.

back to the matter at hand.

i've just kind of been sitting on my ass. in fact, probably the only reason that i am taking the time to post is that i really REALLY am not doing anything else AND i can do it just sitting here. if you had to stand up and walk around in order to use the computer, we wouldn't have this obesity thang going on. thank goodness that's not the case and i can post from the comfort of my own ass. also, since our apartment is so small i can also do pretty much everything else from one spot, it's great.

well, here is the song. the outfield's i don't wanna lose your love. just one of those fun '80s songs, i'm sure you've heard it. why post it? i don't know, i kind of just am feelin' the vibe tonight. so yeah, point your fingers in the air and scream along. actually, it's more one of those point your fingers at your friends and scream at each other songs.

have you heard the new nkotb song? i love it. yeah i said it. and what?

up to my ears

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sun, 23 Mar 2008 00:14:00 +0000

in work. but i thought i'd take a short break and post this awesomeness before i head off to the gym to clear my mind.

if i had 1/100th of the uke skillz jake shimabukuro has i would be amazing at playing. this is definitely one of my favorite versions of while my guitar gently weeps. there's a youtube clip of him playing it at central park and you can let your jaw drop down when you see the way his fingers move.

do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Mon, 10 Mar 2008 18:58:00 +0000

i love how songs can be made out of sounds that aren't even words.

i was walking down the street towards class and there were some people right in front of me. there were some worker guys standing on the side smoking. one of the guys was staring at this girl that was ahead of me really intensely, she was wearing a black coat and a red bubble dress. i thought he was just leering at her like a normal creepy guy in new york, but he seemed kind of angry. then all of a sudden as soon as she passed he turned around to his friends and said "YO! I HATE those skirts, man! That's the STUPIDEST SHIT I EVER SAW, YO!"

this is what he was talking about:

and i wanted to tell him i heartily agreed but i was too busy laughing. stupid dresses that don't end. ahem, steph. kathy. cough cough.

i'm sorry, i wrote this a long time ago but i was doing it in advanced web and the internet was really awful there so i couldn't post it. then i kind of just forgot. anyway, it is currently spring break, the last one i'll ever have unless i become a teacher...so i figured i could pick this up again.

the puppini sisters' in the mood. they're like a modern revival of the andrews sisters, i came across them in england last fall and this is my favorite track. it's so smooth and lazy and i'm just a sucker for harmonies and a capella with snaps or claps, this one even has stomp sounding beats!

now go shake your shoulders and tap your feet.

whoops hahaha. tricked you. that is totally not the file i was going for. that's um, the glenn miller orchestra's in the mood. isn't that funny how a song with the same title sounds so different? i posted this and tested it, realized my mistake and i'm too lazy to even go in and delete that part.

here is the real deal. i think.

interestingly enough, you can shake your shoulders and tap your feet to both of them. which one puts you more "in the mood"?

i don't really know what i mean by that.

don't call it a comeback

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Wed, 27 Feb 2008 04:25:00 +0000

i know i know, it's been a while. well, i've been busy. there's only like 3 of you out there anyway. haha. not that i don't care.

ok, several items of business.

1. have you heard mariah carey's new song?! I LOVE IT. hahahahaha. come on, "i best not catch this flick on youtube (youtube)"? how can it not be awesome? ironically...here it is on youtube also, the line "i will hunt you down!" amazing.

2. i really want to watch romeo + juliet for some reason.

3. there is this amazing little gem of a movie out called The Pleasure of Your Company with jason biggs and isla fisher. i found it under the title "wedding daze" on sidereel or something. let me just tell you something. it is incredibly adorable and endearingly awkward. i watched it simultaneously with she's the man, which i happen to think is actually pretty hilarious even though i am not an amanda bynes fan by any means.

4. have you seen step up 2: the streets? you should. it was just so incredibly entertaining. i love me the dancing movies. erica and i are starting a dance crew. you can only be in it if you are an outcast who is under the radar and have plenty of skillz no one recognizes. also, you have to have a nickname which the meaning is never explained. i am not sure what our crew is called yet. but i will let you know.

5. that brings me to the last item. i think this is the song that we should use when we walk down the streets as a crew in slow motion getting heading to a battle. because we are a crew, we will be settling everything with battles so i think this is appropriate. n.e.r.d.'s trasher.

think badass. breathe badass. dance badass.

dis be da dope post

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 20:13:00 +0000

i'm in my advanced web design class and what else is a student in class with a computer connected to the internet going to do? yes, go online. i thought i would do a quick post because...well, just because i'm not doing anything else. not that i'm not paying attention, i'm just multi-tasking.

maybe you are not a hip/hop/rap kind of kid. i can dig it. you, however, cannot deny the beat of this song. jurassic 5's what's golden. it came out a little while back, but never really made waves or anything. i think the group is "pretty dope" as the kids say these days. they've got a lot of stuff out, but this is always one of my favorites.

this is the kind of song where you roll down the street in this car to:

if you happen to be this man:

and i know you're like no but he played 'low rider', that was his song. but i'm just saying, it's a good song for rolling down the street with the windows down.

coincidentally, in the movie gone in 60 seconds (if you have not figured out what i am referring to at this point) the car with the alias shannon happens to be a 1971 pylmouth hemi 'cuda. which i think is actually a sweet little ride and i would totally rock that ish you know.

hot damn, look how sweet, just look how sweet it is. it's adorable!

quite a lot of "dopeness" going on there, sonny. all i would need were a dope pair of dice.

wetnesday

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 02:50:00 +0000

ha.
see what i did there? with the title? since it's rainy? yes, yes, clever is my adopted middle name, just after privacy and just before control. and no, my first name ain't baby. although, nobody puts baby in a corner so i dunno, maybe i should consider a change.

the weeks have been sort of not so stellar, just having homework always in the back of my mind and all these undecided thoughts floating around. however, i think starting today things are more or less picking up which is very exciting cause i feel like i've been in a sort of funk.

but whatever, this is not supposed to be about funks unless they are the kind that come from funkytown.

okay, i am taking you back with this one. back to the 90's. which were actually, kind of long ago if you think about it. i mean, toy story is over 12 years old. isn't that crazy? maybe i have said that before because i repeat myself a lot when i think something is really crazy, but that's just because it is so crazy! anyway, today it's all cried out by allure featuring 112, and it's so heartbreaking and good. you will remember it when you hear it. it's a classic rainy day song, except that today is not sunday, oh well. in any case, it is very broken heart anthem-like, oh yeah tomorrow is valentines day! haha well, i'm not changing my song to a love song because hallmark says i should. i wish i had a radio show to play this on.

well, this one's for you, kid.

oh, now i wish i titled this "play it again, shann"
dammit.

is this too obvious of a song choice?

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sun, 10 Feb 2008 18:05:00 +0000

last last night was so...interesting.

kathy had gone to sleep around midnight and i headed off to bed a couple hours later. for some reason, i was more agitated than usual about the noise outside my window. there seemed to be even more noise than usual for a friday night in the LES, which is already a lot of noise anyway. i had just lay down to sleep when i heard a puppy barking. i was in that strange half asleep state of mind where you have to REALLY think about things if you want to make sense of them. i kept hearing the puppy which was so confusing because there's no pets allowed in the building. this is about the conversation that was going on in my head:

what? a puppy?
whose dog is that?
ugh, be quiet!
wait a minute, no pets!
no pets!
no pets!
no pets!
why is there a dog?
whose is that?
they should make it be quiet
no pets! no p-
wait
that's
that's not a dog
i think it's a person!
yes, it's a person.
it's a woman.
oh. okay....
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. oh. i see.
great.

yes, the sexin' was goin down next door.

it was actually really really funny. i had those giggles you get when you lie down to sleep and you think of something really funny that happened and you can't stop laughing to yourself like a crazy person. then a couple hours later, well or after i'd fallen asleep the intercom buzzer woke me up. it was just some drunk person and i got so pissed (maybe because of earlier?) so i picked up the intercom and i said "YOU HAVE THE WRONG FUCKING APARTMENT!" then i slammed it back down. it kept going off so i picked it up again and i said "GET THE FUCK AWAY" and some drunk person was like "noo dude just let me innnnnn" so i said (and i am directly quoting myself now) "NO! YOU'RE A FUCKTARD, GET THE HELL AWAY!"

i know. i said fucktard! i don't know! i don't know where i pulled that from. also, the last and final time i said "GET THE FUCK AWAY OR I WILL STRAIGHT UP CALL THE POLICE ON YOUR ASS!" (at this i woke up kathy who was like "what's going on? what?" she later didn't know if she was dreaming or not because there was so much swearing.)

heeeeeeeee. i went back to sleep and had the giggles all over again after i reviewed my own diction. hehehe, fucktard? straight up?

who am i?????

here is a jay-z/four seasons mashup. it's oh what a night, because oh, what a night. but it's the mashup because i don't know, i'm a badass now. it's from dj topcat who is a mashup/remix artist and i like a lot of his stuff.

xin nian kuai le!

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 02:10:00 +0000

happy chinese (lunar) new year!

i would have posted last night, but i didn't. i was busy cleaning the apartment which is tiny and gets dirty very fast. here is a chinese song because it is relevant, somewhat. it's not about new year's at all. it's this poetic jay chou thing about i don't know storms and relationships and wind. chinese pop may not be your thing, but too bloody bad for you! i happen to think it's quite nice.

happy to report i've avoided most awkward things today. although, the other day i almost got hit by a biker. but i think it was his fault. he was all angry and yelley, but i didn't really hear him because i was listening to music. i just kind of give him a blank stare like i didn't understand english. sometimes i just do that, pretend i don't understand english and stare vapidly at that middle forehead part of someone's face. i also often pretend not to hear people when i'm walking down the street or on the train. i don't know why, i just don't feel like talking to them until after they try to ask me for directions 3+ times. then i whip around and take out my earphones and go "WHAAAAT?!" like i am so surprised. sometimes i'm a terrible actress, but sometimes i am pretty good.

did i ever write about the time that i had that damn korean quarter or whatever the hell it was and could not for the life of me get rid of it? yes, i, like almost everyone else in i don't know where do not often check my change carefully. it's too stressful because you're standing there trying to get it all back in your wallet but the person behind you is wanting to order or whatever and there's crumpled receipts that are blocking the bill part of your wallet so you're smashing everything; this makes the wallet fatter so you can't close it properly and you have to go in and fix everything which takes even longer and you're starting to feel so embarrassed and ill prepared for life in general. anyway, one day i discovered that i had inherited a korean coin that was more or less the size and shape of a quarter. i was so pissed but i figured i'd just pass it off like canadian pennies (even though they are worth more now, aren't they?). first i tried at starbucks, i was pretty sure no one would even notice, hell, i didn't. although, i've found myself to not be very perceptive sometimes. so i give my money to the girl and feeling all agitated like you do when you're lying to someone's face and
her: um this isn't...money
me: hmm?
her: this isn't american money (gives coin back)
me: HHHHWWWHHAAAAAAAT????? (with that beginning 'h' sound like when some people say 'white')
her: um...yeah.
me: what ISSS this????
her: i dont' know.
me: I'm so sorry! oh my goodness, someone's cheated me!
me thinking: awwww fuck!

i tried it not once, not TWICE, but THREEEEE times and that damn bastard would always get recognized, even at the deli. THE DELI. now THE DELI is checking money? like they're not the bastards who gave it to me in the first place??! that coin is still in my room somewhere, i gave up, or maybe i left it somewhere, i was so angry at it.

so now i'm out 25 cents and apparently still angry about it.

well now, if that's not the most chinese thing ever, i don't know what is.

whatever i play, it's gots ta be funkay

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Sun, 03 Feb 2008 05:58:00 +0000

this is a song i think everyone should listen to when they wake up on the weekend. contrary to the title of the post it is not by james brown. it's the kind of song you should dance around in your underwear to. not that i'm saying that i dance around in my underwear all the time and make like playlists to do that to or anything, i mean it just seems like the kind of thing that would be fun. if one was so inclined to do so. you could dance around in your clothes too. either way. you could even dance around with clothes and not have underwear on, yeah, commando dancing.

eh...enough of that awkwardness.

you know what is awkward or rather, what was awkward? the other day i was in the subway and i was going to go down the stairs to the platform. right when i was going down a bunch of people were walking up because a train had just come. this one older middle agedish woman was walking up towards me and i was at the top of the stairs and all of a sudden she fell down on my legs. the awkward part was that i could see her falling, not enough to catch her but enough for my brain to understand completely what was going on, so as she was grasping my legs i was so fully aware of everything. also, she grasped my legs for a really long time, kind of climbing up my knees or something. it was a little scary but mostly awkward. i mean, i really didn't mind, when you're falling, you're falling and you just grab whatever and don't really think about it. but the person you're falling on sure thinks about it. i mean, if you fall on me i am definitely thinking about how awkward it is. after she left i actually checked to see if i still had my wallet. ha!

i just remembered that a homeless man fell on me on my way to connecticut.....er...i don't think i want to relive that right now.

nevermind! here's aretha's rock steady, get your underwear on! or off!

right? miz franklin knows how to get with the funk, it starts off a little plain but i know that by 30 seconds in you're moving your hips already.

secret lives

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 05:03:00 +0000

our neighbor isn't loud, well, not particularly loud, but maybe our walls are just thin. we never hear anything scandalous, maybe kathy does when she's working in her office area (which just means the table next to the fridge). she tells me that he always brings girls home late and then leaves in the morning before they do. i don't think i've ever actually seen what he looks like. anyway, my room is on the adjoining side of the apartment and i can hear murmurs through the wall when i turn my music off. is that word really just mur repeated twice? someone told me that that's what extras say in movies when they're filming a crowd scene: murmurmurmurmurmur or was it mumblemumble...anyway. last night, when i was tucking myself into bed and had turned off my music i heard some murmblings (he had a girl over). normally if i hear these i just put my earphones on and pass out, but last night i was just finishing a glass of water and i totally tried that glass to the wall trick. it was pretty cool, or maybe i am a dork, but you never really think those things work and when they do it's like you just did magic.

i couldn't really hear anything exciting, it clarified the voices but also diminished the volume so i went to sleep, but i felt like such a creep. hahaha no not really because i love spying or at least pretending like i am one.

makes you wonder, though doesn't it? i mean, about the millions of people out there....i mean billions...and think of how many people you pass everyday. you know, well i know, when i'm walking i look at people and judge them. i can't help it. but i do always wonder what how people are judging me. it's kind of like wondering what people say about you behind your back or what people who don't really know you say about you. except i'm wondering what they are wondering about me.

or maybe they don't wonder about me. i wonder if i piss some people off just by being there. you know how you see someone and automatically you're like 'ooh, we would NOT be friends' in your head and you don't even know them. sometimes you come home and you tell whoever is at home about your day and the people you passed; aren't you curious about how many people are telling the people in their homes about that girl they passed today who seemed like such a bitch and it was you? it can be a kind of disconcerting thing to wonder, like when one thinks too much about gravity.

aha! the neighbor just came home. it is funny because i always wonder how much he hears of us. i think we are strange people to overhear, especially tonight when a good part of it was spent standing at the sink playing with dry ice in water and oohing over it like five year-olds.

anyway, this one goes out to jess because she asked me if i was going to post about it and i said i was, plus it kind of goes with my ramblings. you know. secrets. other lives. i dunno. when i was little i felt guilty about listening to it because it was about such a bad thing, but it was such a good song! it made for a very torn third grader; how COULD something so wrong be so right?

bringing brandy back

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 02:55:00 +0000

ok.

i'm back.

i would have come back earlier, but i pulled my hamstring....or is that just a string made of ham and not a muscle? anyway, i pulled some muscle found between your knee and your hip. my knee and my hip. and, i did it while i was just standing there. yep. just out of the blue. i was standing in duane reade all, la dee da, where's the toothpaste and all of a sudden, ow! i was partially paralyzed all hunched over trying to relieve the pain in the corner next to the lightbulbs. i don't know what happened. it's not like i stepped forward or fell or tried to do a high kick. i was just STANDING. it was spontaneous muscle pulling. i think my muscle just contracted upon itself. it's as if he just quit. all of a sudden my right leg was like 'f, this! i quit working here!' and nobody even knew he was unhappy with his situation or had family troubles at home. he just quit without warning. he even left his sandwich in the breakroom fridge. it was that fast.

the next day, which is the day that is today, it hurt lots more. stairs are very difficult now and when i stand up from kneeling well, i don't really stand up right away because it hurts. i hope that somehow this means i am building muscle, even though i know it does not. my left leg also hurts in that area now, but not as intensely (which looks like it's spelled wrong). i don't know what is going on, maybe it is sympathy pains. what i do know is that we can't afford to lose more workers. especially not with the writers' strike.

lets talk about brandy (you're a fine girl) by looking glass instead. yes, happier times. this is one of my favorite songs ever. it is so good and the story is just so painful and sad in the catchiest way possible. i think my favorite line is the silver chain bit in the second verse. i don't know why, it's just such a smooth rhyme. plus, that's when you really get into the story, oh the painful story. it matches my leg pain but more like if the leg pain moved to my heart, but not in a heart attack way.

so good!

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 00:13:00 +0000

poor heath ledger. i don't care if he was getting all this good acting work done recently, i thoroughly enjoyed 10 things i hate about you. anyway, here's lauryn hill's version of the song he sang in that movie for a short while when he was convincing julia stiles to get with him.

you may think, oh yeah! where is lauryn hill? she has like five kids now, that's where she is. i think most of them are with bob marley's son...one of them, i don't remember which one. i hope they start a reggae/hip hop version of the jackson 5. that would be awesome.

you know who i wonder about? that girl from 10 things i hate about you who was alex mack. where she at?

shanana pancakes

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 21:54:00 +0000

i am learning the song banana pancakes by jack johnson on the ukulele. i was inspired by steph and i hope by the time we get back we will be able to kanikapila.

as a result of my learning, the song has been stuck in my head for over a day. unfortunately, all i know are the first four measures, up to the part that goes 'can't you see that it's just raining, ain't no need to go outside' and then i can't play therest, you know, the part where the first verse actually starts. i have to study those youtube videos a little more.

i hope i drive our neighbor crazy by just playing the first four measures over and over again. i don't particularly not like our neighbor or anything, it just seems like a fun thing to do if you're in an apartment—drive someone crazy with your odd habits.

this is a test now. i suppose i should put banana pancakes up, but it's on my external so enjoy take that's back for good.

i decided a topic

noreply@blogger.com (shann) — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 05:18:00 +0000

i'm going to write about one song-thing a post. i think i can keep up with that, maybe not daily, but not infrequently. or maybe i should commit and do daily. well. i can decide that tomorrow.