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Looking at Lyrics (1) [semi-sexually explicit content]

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I have always cared about words. I'm not big on poetry, but song lyrics matter a great deal to me. My best friend, Allison, wouldn't care if the lyrics were:          Aardvaark sitting on a hot stove          Watching the yarn ball roll away          Isn't it bacon to say          I'll never move your chair again ...as long as she liked the music. For her, and I'm sure, most people, the music is the important part. And most people don't even care if the lyrics sit correctly atop the music (meaning the stress falls on the right syllables), which is key for me! Key! I had such a tough time getting used to Alanis Morissette and the way she puts the stress on the wrong sylLAbles! So in SAMerica I spend too much time thinking about lyrics. When I'm walking around town listening to a playlist on my phone, I can be heard to actually comment out loud, like "Katy, what does Swish Swish mean anyway...

How I Spent My COVID Vacation

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December 2020: My temp agency called with a new assignment - registering patients for the Pfizer vaccine at the Javits Center. "Wow!," I thought, "they're going to do vaccines in such a large conference center in midtown Manhattan?" I was excited to hear the pay was good and I gladly accepted the offer. Finally getting back to work! Finally getting paid! Finally leaving the apartment! The job began January 15, 2021. We'd all been self-quarantining at home for a number of months and were anxious to get back out into the real world. The first day showed us, though, this wasn't going to be the real world. We had apparently joined either the Army or first grade and we were going to be treated accordingly. For training, the registrars were mixed in with the nurses for a mass meeting where the supervisors explained "this is a clinical environment," which meant no food or beverages in patient areas. Also, no sweaters or coats, no books, and absolutely...

You Down With BDD? Yeah, You Know Me!

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Alpha males, which scientists may observe in their natural habitats barking, scratching and punching, have favorite sports teams. They like to keep track of the teams' games and get a thrill when their team does well. It isn't that they themselves did well, or that they're proud of choosing the team that did well, it's that they are happy their team has justified their faith in them, and if they win the biggest game of all, the fans in that stadium cheer and scream and throw beer at each other and go "WOO!" in a falsetto voice because they're so excited their team has hit such a height. I am not an Alpha male. I love Barbra Streisand. In my mother's album collection I found Simply Streisand (1967), which was fortuitous because in chorus we were working on the song All the Things You Are ("You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long..."), which is offered on Simply Streisand by Barbra in spectacular fashion. ...
 Welcome to my blog. This is about stuff I like, stuff I know and stuff I want you to know I like. I hope that you'll enjoy romping through the cobwebs of my mind as I ramble on about stuff that makes sense, stuff that doesn't, and stuff that I can't even understand. I live in NYC, which, if you look at a map, you can see is nestled just under the bottom part of the state and I'm trying hard not to say it looks like the part the state is eliminating in the ocean. Despite what it looks like, it's a famous, glamorous and exciting (as well as downright scary sometimes) city with a melting pot of people from all over the globe. In fact, Jackson Heights, in Queens, is known to have the most culturally diverse population in the city, if not the planet. And I live right next door (in Woodside)! So my life in SAMerica is colored by my current location, but for good reason. I've lived in NYC longer than I've lived anywhere else. I came from Pennsylvania, and I've...