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CHRIS SQUIRE.

CHRIS fuckin' SQUIRE.

This one really hurts.

Rest in peace, Chris.

Rest in Peace, Peter Banks.



With your passing, for me, the dread days arrive. Of watching for the next to fall, of counting days and hours, left - I strain to look forward. So much time, passed and wasted - so much left undone. At least your song was heard, and your name, remembered. Most of us will not be so fortunate.

Soberingly, the first picture to come up, when I looked for confirmation - was one of Peter Gabriel.

Further evidence of my slippage - a belated birthday to my dear little dark android:

Nicked from ladybella:

You can learn a lot about someone by the music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod or mp3 player and write down the first 20 songs. No cheating or skipping songs that are shameful. That is the fun! - Um.

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Happiness IS*

* "Licking the beaters", and having a fresh chocolate cake baking in the oven :)

* Our ivy, going wild, outside on the patio lattice-work - in stiff competition, still, with the morning glories. The total vineage AKA, 'The Giant Hogweed', at night - with wee white Christmas lights in among it all.

* 'Close to the Edge', by Yes - no rushing, no half-listening, just having a minute (or twenty) to myself to simply GO WITH IT; to relax and feel each and every note - my word. Impressive. Sends me RIGHT back to my high-school boyfriend's bedroom-with-a-pile-of-inhaling-friends - complete with black-light posters. :)

* Actually talking to a few of my neighbors, today - ?!? - one, who is really nice, and works where I work - LOL - she and her husband are nice people, with two cute and friendly dogs.

AND to the son of Scary!Redneck Ed-who-killed-my-cat -- to find that THEIR cat is missing. He was really upset, and I hope they find her. Sincerely. And no, not even GOING there - this is NOT, 'a happiness'.

* 'Doing the Unstuck', by the Cure. Those were the days, my friend.

* My son and his new, 'taking care of business'-attitude, driving Pete and I to the store to grocery shop, like the two elderly grandmas we are - and listening to his music - 'Light Jazz' AKA, 'Weather Channel Music', as we drove - God bless him. I know - LOL.

* Helping Pete pick thru EACH AND EVERY BLOODY DENTED CAN OF BEANS in the store. His mother is tres' particular, and each can must be inspected carefully..Thank GOD, the store was near closing, or we'd have been elbow-deep in dented cans of Progresso soup, for an hour, as well :)

* Four-for-a-dollar eggrolls and yes, burritos. So, what. Sue me.

* 'Moribund the Burgermeister', by pg. Classic.

* These dag-gone kittens. They have me talking babytalk. ME!!!

Listening to Yes, and talking about Yes - with fellow Trekkies and Yesfans.

"...."

It's like a dream come true, for a painfully awkward dork, like me :)

Night four of a four-day - off for two, tomorrow. Huzzah.

FINALLY getting my taxes done, tomorrow morning. Let's hope I get back more than I did with the stupid scratch-off ticket my coworker gave me, last night :)

I seem to be fresh OUT of scintillating - even INTERESTING - things to talk about. I guess one's input really does rule one's output. I may need to put out some sort of Amber Alert-type thing for my long-lost CREATIVITY.

Let's see..a resident grabbed my hand and told me that my aura was bright purple, last night. A coworker told me that I really NEED to go into Politics.

It's pretty hot, here, right now. Got up to 78F, and it's only April first. I actually have a small fan, going.

I wore my hair down at work, the other night, instead of the severe pulled-back/clipped-up business - and ppl had a fit. Tonight, it's in a long braid.

Made some boffo chicken salad with my Magic Bullet.

Downloading, 'Yes, live at QPR, 1975' and am all a-tingle with anticipation. It's slow-going, but I'm sure it will be worth it. LOVE. THEM.

I guess it's nice, having a spell of boringness, and hope to keep it up. Just waiting for the next spate of disasters is EXHAUSTING.

Still in full-on Yes-mode. My GOD, such brilliance. Never really had the hots of ANY sort for Jon Anderson, but, this is a nice picture of him in all his peace-loving glory.

Not that I've been looking or anything.



The Push-Come-To-Shove between two MUCH-beloved Englishmen who oughta KNOW better got to be too much for me, I guess. So Mr. Daddy-Jon swung by with his beads and his laid-back hippy-ness and his schmoke and his, 'Let's just relax and groove and feel the universal harmonic LOVE, baby'..

...and I guess that both other said Englishmen are probably smarting and plotting, right now...but that's kinda tough. :)

I had three missions in mind when I got up at the crack of nine am, this morning:

a) Get new tires put on
b) Get a new freezer/weedwhacker
c) GET SOME LIVE YES TO WATCH

Well, it turns out that they didn't have my tire-size (*shock, surprise*)..so I forewent that and may either order said tires or go somewhere else....They didn't have the freezer size that I wanted..so..I will shop around for that, too...I *did* find the coolest cordless weedwhacker that I went crazy for - just what I need; it's perfect - but also want to shop around, BUT, ANYWAY -

- before we did ANYTHING ELSE (PRIORITIES, people), today, I made Teh Man take us to Record Connection, AKA Indi's Crack Store. I'd asked if he could help, because my car is so small that a freezer will not fit into it - and so that, YES, I could give him a check for his father to pay him back for helping with H & R Block. They both said to forget it, but I insisted...anyway, love me some Record Connection..There's THREE WHOLE ROOMS OF VINYL...Lovely to spend so much time just browsing..knowing that I could actually BUY something if I so desired.

I ended up getting YES' 35th Anniversary Show on DVD...just saw the tiniest bit of it - gonna go back to it, here, shortly..and 'Rock 'N Roll High School', hehehhehehe, which DJ and I watched as SOON as we could bust it out of the wrapper. *ache* Just as silly and fabulous as I remember. But it's sad, now, to watch. I still can't believe the Ramones are gone.

Well, anyway, Record Connection has this glass case in the front of the store, where all the expensive, holy icon-type stuff is...DJ and I look occasionally - the autographed stuff is still there, as is the Ramones comic book - and 'In A Word - YES', a five cd box set with some extras, of course..We look, always, but, never, ever seriously consider anything, as it's too expensive, and, frankly, hey. I can probably get it cheaper on Ebay, anyway, if it's something we HAVE to have...and Teh Man was walking by and looked in alongside me and I said, 'This. Is the Face of Lust.' and pointed to the box set. Then, went on my merry way, to look at posters..

..When we were all finished, and reconvened in the car, and pulling out on the way to carry on shopping - I reached back over the seat to hand DJ my bag of stuff I bought to look at - and he hands me a bag. I'm like, 'BZUH?'

Inside was the box set. The sixty-something dollar box set.

GUH.

FWIW, I made a bit of a stink - as this is obviously not Teh Man's money, and therefore, stealing, IMO - but...um..not really THAT much of a stink, yknow? I was just so in awe of it, God help me. He kept saying, 'The guy said, No Returns...SOR-ry..'

This changes nothing.

Well, but for the fact that I HAVE THE YES FIVE-CD BOX SET.



*dances the furtive dance of ill-gotten goods*

I'm gonna get altered and just slap the headphones on my head, and just lay in the bed. OH, GOD. Pure Heaven. Such good stuff.

*SO going to Hell*