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D: Well, it’s about bloody time. A: Excuse me? D: How many months ‘hiatus’ did you take from podcasting, Miss A? A: Seriously? This from the druid who ridiculed the very idea that I put my voice to the interwebs? D: Well, now, I may have had some reservations, but while you were off not doing […]
Read MoreD: In which A combines news and music. A: I think all news should be delivered musically. D: So, should dirges accompany bad news and magical themes accompany happy news? A: Other way around, really – you know just to see if people are paying attention. D: You make no sense. A: It’s Saturday sillies, […]
Read MoreD: Wasn’t that the title of last week’s edition of Living Musically? A: You mean the edition that wasn’t posted? D: That would be the one. A: Yes, well, it started to get maudlin, and while I am Irish, and St. Patrick’s Day is just around the corner. . . D: You have no appreciation […]
Read MoreA: I think my iPod is trying to tell me something. D: Um. . . you are aware that it is an inanimate object, correct? A: Says the character in my head. D: My point still stands. A: All right, so I know just hitting “shuffle” on all songs is problematic, as it is likely […]
Read MoreA: My beautiful romance with my iPod got off to a rocky start this week – or rather, an icy start. On Monday, it was literally too cold for it to work in the car. So instead, I listened to the blast of the heater as it brought the ambient temperature to a barely tolerable […]
Read More2014 is going to be my year, not of living dangerously, but musically. I have a fair amount of music. Granted, much of it comes from soundtracks. I can’t seem to help myself. Perhaps it’s my way of reliving the movie, or as I used to do as a child, scripting my life and having […]
Read MoreD: Picture it, if you will – a bent figure emerges from a nest of blankets and coffee cups. It stumbles. Its legs are weak and it is nearly overcome by the debris that surrounds it. It is A. She went into the weekend an uncertain warrior, and has emerged. . . Victorious! 5 signs […]
Read MoreOn the twelfth day of NaNo, my true muse gave to me Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven snowflakes snowing, Ten random factoids, Nine trains a-chugging, Eight ways of souping, Seven shows a-sassing, Six books a-writing, Five Syllables! Four pumpkin cakes Three cough drops Two cuddly cats And a family that’s dear to me. *** I should […]
Read MoreOn the seventh day of NaNo, my true muse gave to me Seven shows a-sassing, Six books a-writing, Five Syllables! Four pumpkin cakes Three cough drops Two cuddly cats And a family that’s dear to me. *** D: Seven shows a-sassing? A: Do you have something better? D: Seven Dwarves a-singing? A: It’s 13 dwarves, […]
Read MoreA: So, how did your little boy’s night with Charlie go? D: I’m not talking to you. A: Then you won’t mind if I start the tale-telling? D: What? Of course I mind! It’s Wednesday – that’s Druid’s Day, not A’s day to steal D’s thunder day. A: Is Druid’s day anything like Durin’s Day? […]
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