Nova Scotia, Song Stuff | Posted by Jannie on 4 October 2008 @ 9:23 AM
My musical’s plot, setting and character motivations are totally starting to come together!
Show will be set at an outdoor cafe with a motorcycle cop, a man with a chainsaw, a girl who had a wedgie on her wedding day, a broken-down Toyota, three goats, two chickens and a cow. (Well kinda on those last 3.)
Here’s an Mp3 of part of the title track… i_need_a_man_snippet
And here’s the Wedgie Wedding song, most of it… wedgie_wedding_snippet
The third verses of each of those is a bit of a secret. You’ll have to come to the show to hear the twist at the end of each!
(P.S. above’s a picture our house in Nova Scotia which is currently not rented, bla, bla, bla, whose trees do need a man with a chainsaw. But that’s another story.)
Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 3 October 2008 @ 10:34 PM
We pulled the U-Haul into an Exxon
off Route 22, both tired and hungry.
And annoyed we’d have to shell out
$1.07 per gallon when we’d just passed
two stations with regular for only $1.04.
Kelp Knitting | Posted by Jannie on 2 October 2008 @ 8:51 PM
I’ve got $30 in my bra. Three tens.
Ladies, I can’t be the only one who temporarily stashes cash in this convenient location, am I?
Mysteries | Posted by Jannie on 1 October 2008 @ 2:36 PM
[Update: for those of you who were worried, the dizziness was occasional and never while I was running. Please don’t worry – I seem to be just fine and dandy and if it comes back I’ll go get it checked out. I promise.]
Now, back to the previously-written post….
Just when I’m getting totally jazzed on running in a beautiful lakeside setting on nice soft gravel, starting to get that infamous runner’s high and can eat anything I want and stay slim – bang – my brain, or inner ears or whatever, say “Hey, not digging this so much. Here’s a little vertigo for your down dog. Some spins for when you lie down at night.” (No other symptoms, so don’t be too worried. No numbness, nausea, blurry vision, white foam from the mouth, et al.) (Yet.)
Bummer. I started getting dizzy (er,) (than usual, for me.)
Alas… I’ve cut my runs back, reluctantly, and the random disequilibrium has pretty-much disappeared. Not sure if I should step it back up to 3 miles, 5 times a week or not.
Is this because of ageing? Or what? A mild concussion? Am I suddenly starting to fall apart? At 44?! I thought 44 was the new 24!
The Pea | Posted by Jannie on 30 September 2008 @ 11:34 AM
