Thought of the day

I want to grow brighter every day until when it is my time to go I explode like a star and leave behind the dust of my memory which creates rich universes of their own.

Sunday Morning Sunday Itunes Song Search

Sunday Sun - Beck
Sunday School - Greyboy Allstars
Sunday Noises - Califone
Sunday Morning Comes Down - Johnny Cash
Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2
Sunday - Sonic Youth
Sunday - Sia
Sunday - Nick Drake
Sunday - Bloc Party
The Palm Sunday Hits Crystal Lake - Sufjan Stevens
Naked Sunday - Stone Temple Pilots
Love - The Sundays
It's Easy Like Sunday Morning - Faith No More
Here's Where the Story Ends - The Sundays
Everyday is Like Sunday - The Smiths

quote of the day

A designer is an emerging synthesis of artist, inventor, mechanic, objective economist and evolutionary strategist.

R. Buckminster Fuller

Why is everything so locked up?

Have had this song on repeat this week. Not totally sure why but it just strikes a mood with me lately.

Gloomy Planets by the Notwist

Idiot job 203
Newspapers shoot their letters at me
I'm alone at last with every other me
Guardian help me, angel shoot
All you ghosts stand by and salute
And explain:

Why is everything so locked up?

Lake is empty, lake is full
People say it's a push and pull
I know I did the wrong mistake again.
Guardian help me, angel shoot
All you ghosts stand by and salute
And explain:

Why is everything so locked up?

I don't blame it on the front row
don't blame it on them ruin glass
don't blame it on the signal
don't blame it on the steering wheel
don't blame it on the logbooks

'Cause I know they stray
Like all the cars in NY
Like all the lights on New Year
Like all these gloomy planets
You know they stay


Anyway.

The death of luxury.

Anyone noticed the saturation of real estate developments, stores and products which tout luxury these days?

If a luxury is supposed to be a pleasure out of the ordinary, what does it mean if the ordinary becomes luxury?

It means the definition of luxury is either meaningless or highly subjective.

Luxury is dead.

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back again…well…at least for now.

Case closed.

The Alabama Leprechaun of YouTube fame has revealed himself(note the creepily ironic album title: We sing, we dance, we steal things). The citizens of Alabama are now safe…as long as they close their ears.