Monday, April 25, 2005

midlife checks and balances

Today I was emailing back and forth with a colleague and something she said reminded me of the Liz Phair song "Fuck and Run" and I wanted to tell her that but for the life of me I couldn't come up with the name Liz Phair. So I thought I'd google for it, and tried to think of some of her other songs, and "Supernova" got stuck in my head but I couldn't think of the title of the song for anything. I thought of googling for the line "fuck like a volcano" but I didn't really want that in my search history at work. The same went for the title "Fuck and Run" but I finally couldn't stand it anymore and plugged that phrase into Google and I was in business.

Man, I hate getting old. Short-term memory is the first to go. Next I think is attention span, and

...oh man. Where was I?



On good days, reading blogs leads me directly into reading poems, and I shut the laptop and go into my study and sit down at my desk and read for a while and then I write for a while.

Other days, not so much.

I am trying to find some kind of balance. And the unread book pile is appallingly high.


Suzanne said...

Exile in Guyville is one of my all time favorite albums. Liz Phair is dreamy.

Anne said...

Suzanne, I couldn't even think of the title of that album, although I could picture the cover art clearly in my head. It was driving me nuts! It is a fabulous album, though apparently I don't have a copy anymore.

Charles said...

I love singing "Fuck and Run" in my car with people who don't know Liz, because they invariably freak out when I scream, "Fuck and run...even when I was 12..."

Reminds me of Fight Club: "I haven't been fucked like that since grade school."

Also, "Hot White Cum" is good for this as well.