I love Queen - I first got one of their tapes while visiting Croatia. Well, to be honest my brother did. At the time I was working and he wasn't, so I basically made him trade all his possessions and dignity for a few dollars. Side note, in chatting with my BFF's sister, (the other founding member of Team WIN - oh hey Team!) we started recounting the stuff the BFF did to her sorellas (sisters) as kids. My brother then reminded me -since I sanctimoniously said to the BFF that she wasn't a nice sister back then - of his youth and when J-Do and I used to perform 'Operation' on him. Whereby we would take tweezers and dig at his fragile belly button. Traumatizing! Bwahahaha!! Childhood, it's a wonder we make it out. Sorry Brother mine!
Back to Queen - I love any music that makes me feel triumphant and throwing one fist in the air!
In general, I love Triumph - not the motorbike. They don't make me feel triumphant - I wish they did as I feel they are super badass but I can only imagine my brain splayed across the highway. You're picturing it, aren't you? Or are, in fact, cooler than me and are actually picturing yourself wearing aviators and a bandana and flying across Route 66? Ok, so that last video doesn't have any motorbikes or bandanas but you might listen to it as you fly down some highway/winding road - I feel it lends itself well to that badass ethos.
Yes! - Imbued with swagger and exultation is what I feel when I am shimmying and shaking my badonkadonk around my living room with only Moubebe to catch my sweet moves. Speaking of Moubebe - she always looks as surprised as the cat in the link which also refers to the fact that they are supposed to be cats of good fortune. Now, it IS possible that sans Mouey-do I would have met with calamity but I feel it's more likely she is the leaf that clings to the tree well past the point where it has died as she ain't moving on until something way better comes along. I think Moubebe is a medium of her own good fortune. Now that I re-read that - we should all be...shit, maybe Moubebe is advanced!
Where the triumph-y notions have come from is I am feeling brash and sassy of late and so thought I would share that as I also (have I mentioned this before? I sometimes like to hit replay on my favourite notions/songs/movies etc) have been trying to live the mentality in that you get what you put out and, more importantly, what you invite in.
One thing I am grateful for is my whole hearted enjoyment of everything. (for the smarty pants out there ok, not everything. I don't wholeheartedly enjoy liver, getting needles or icy puddles that lie to you and make you think they are only 2 inches deep when they are really a moat of horror) When new/amazing/perfectly suited to my mood tunes come on I feel like every cell of my being expands with delirious, riotous, joyful energy that pushes its way out to sparkle invisibly throughout the universe. I'm very confident I am not wrong about this. I feel this limitless exuberance a lot. And I am happy to just let it loose without thought of who will care and what it might mean to them. That portion isn't present all the time - I do wonder if I am being judged from time to time, mostly if there is a hot dude around (hi dudes!), and even while logically acknowledging that they probably aren't and the are/n't is irrelevant to my whole life.
I'm also grateful for regular bowel movements as they are a sign of health and am wondering about getting a colonic. I wonder if that truly helps with health. Research.
HOORAY! I left my wallet on the Go Train last night and it has returned to me! Thank you Universe! I am going to high five whoever hands me my wallet as I feel high fives are the best human connection ever. With the general populace, that is.
Also related - hooray is my favourite word and makes everyone happier to say it. Give it a whirl.
a haiku:
Oh hey brother mine
Your turn to fulfill the deal
Quit the cancer sticks.
xo
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