Really? The last place I thought a reality show would pop up would be my home town. This new TV show called Southern Belles: Louisville suggests the jury has voted--Louisville is a southern town after all. I'm curious to watch it just so I can feel the pines of yesteryear and say, "Hey, I know where that is."
Here is a short clip - check out the house at 2:05 where the couple is walking towards. My dream house, I dare say. (Disregard any mindless skank activities).
Just in case you didn't know, Kentucky has it's very own rap group, Nappy Roots. When this song was released, local radio stations went crazy.
We also have our very own superhero:
Friday, May 22, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
"Why must we go on hating" - Cat Stevens
Dear Parents (and other insensitive day walkers),
I'm going to say this once and for all: I like to sleep in.
Why is that so wrong? You look at me like I'm crazy, like I'm a lazy sad sack, like I'm wasting my life away. I argue that in fact my life is more productive, rich with experience, and full of inspiration. So my work day doesn't go from 8 to 5. I can get just as much done from 12 to 3. No one is looking at the night shift guy like he's crazy, so stop telling me I am. I'm thinking that since I've been this way for most of my life, it'll be ok. And don't give me that "just because you think you're born that way doesn't make it right" speech. Yeah well it's not wrong either. Staying up at night is calm, peaceful. It's mine to be uninterrupted by phone calls, bongo drumming from my next door neighbors, lawnmowers, car subs, and loud TVs coming from the ceiling. Just me, my brand new sony computer with excellent speakers, my 5 yr. old clamp light, and my itunes selection which is audible on that level you'd never hear past 10 AM. I love sleep. I sacrifice for those hours I get to be wrapped up in my Egyptian cotton, queen feather comforter and 4 down pillows. I like my system. I know you don't understand, still, but just realize that it works for me. Take your own advice and "don't judge."
Love,
Martha
Ps. I saw the midnight showing of Terminator: Salvation. (*Insert choir of heaven sound clip here).
I'm going to say this once and for all: I like to sleep in.
Why is that so wrong? You look at me like I'm crazy, like I'm a lazy sad sack, like I'm wasting my life away. I argue that in fact my life is more productive, rich with experience, and full of inspiration. So my work day doesn't go from 8 to 5. I can get just as much done from 12 to 3. No one is looking at the night shift guy like he's crazy, so stop telling me I am. I'm thinking that since I've been this way for most of my life, it'll be ok. And don't give me that "just because you think you're born that way doesn't make it right" speech. Yeah well it's not wrong either. Staying up at night is calm, peaceful. It's mine to be uninterrupted by phone calls, bongo drumming from my next door neighbors, lawnmowers, car subs, and loud TVs coming from the ceiling. Just me, my brand new sony computer with excellent speakers, my 5 yr. old clamp light, and my itunes selection which is audible on that level you'd never hear past 10 AM. I love sleep. I sacrifice for those hours I get to be wrapped up in my Egyptian cotton, queen feather comforter and 4 down pillows. I like my system. I know you don't understand, still, but just realize that it works for me. Take your own advice and "don't judge."
Love,
Martha
Ps. I saw the midnight showing of Terminator: Salvation. (*Insert choir of heaven sound clip here).
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