Friday, April 8, 2011
I want my vinyl back, vinyl back, vinyl back...... vinyl is back baby. Possibly for a limited time, but I am shore glad to be in the epicenter of this plastic rebirth. Yes, my collection sat in the basement: in a box; with a fox; got pooped on by a Burmese Python; and seemed to survive two decades of basement plagues. I've been bringing albums up from the dungeon, two at a time, to re spin the likes of "Ogdens' Nut Gone Flake" or Zappa's "Apostrophe." Looking forward to bringing up four more.
Posted by Amy at 4:03 PM
Friday, April 1, 2011
Short little post about my word for the week and that is "bucket." Somehow the cosmos is entering my direction and she's carrying a bucket. I don't know why. Say it with me, "bucket, bucket, bucket." It's just one of those words that keep coming up and I am pretty sure it must mean something. I posted on my Face Book page about a hypothetical agent introducing a product to his client. The product was a rubber chicken, no silly, it was a bucket and the client was a famous model. She is now the proud endorser of her very own line of gold gilded diamond encrusted champagne carriers, I suppose. The agent is fiction, but the model and her pail are not. Next thing I know Bootsy Collins is posting his latest video with his side kick- "buckethead." I think there was a "bucket list" connection in there too per author Rico Austin. He got a kick out if it. And last but not least, the ending to my book club novel, The Catcher In The Rye," where the only italicized word in this piece is - "In buckets, I swear to God."
Posted by Amy at 3:59 PM