Who Would Win?

One of my best friends has a son named Sam who is friends with my boys and who also rides to school with us everyday. He sometimes talks about things that bring out strong feelings in others, which I rather enjoy because I love a good argument in the morning! Today's topics of discussion were 1. His statement "war is always bad and there are no bad guys so war is not needed" and 2. Who would win in a battle between Darth Vader (Sam's Halloween costume), Harry Potter (Marcus' Halloween costume) and Indiana Jones (Ben's Halloween costume).
Now everyone has distinct feelings about war, their justifications, their disdain of etc...Because, conversationally it was a safer topic, I decided to focus more on the battle between fictional characters.
Knowing well all of the characters listed above I quickly deducted (in my humble opinion)that even though in my heart I would be rooting for Indiana Jones, Harry Potter would invariably kick ass due to his ability to simply utter 'Avada Kedavra' from his little wizard lips. He would first take out Vader before he unleashed his force powers. That leaves Indiana Jones (my personal favorite) who would stand there twirling his whip, looking around for a large boulder (and hoping there wouldn't be any spiders under it) to maneuver onto Harry Potter somehow. If Harry hesitated or was distracted by his hat envy, Indiana could remove Harry's wand with his whip but this is probably far fetched. Because Harry would be expecting that. So inevitably Harry would accio Indiana's Whip and I would like to think he might get creative here and turn Indiana into a spider or something but it is more likely that he would just Avada Kedavra his as well.
Feel free to share you own thoughts.

David Bowie-Quicksand.

Delicious...

A Peek Inside My Head

I am perpetually jealous of my husband’s dreams.
He is always flying, driving race cars and saving the world by blowing up bad guys.
While I wander lost, through far off villages trying to figure out how to stick-on my face that has somehow fallen off. (How do I come up with this crap?!)
But last night I finally had a speed themed dream.
I was laying in the North Umpqua on my back with my two sisters (I have no idea who these girls were, creations of my subconscious.) after floating for a bit I caught the current and shot down the river (luge style) twisting and turning, occasionally feeling rocks graze my feet.
Eventually I reached my destination, the mouth of the sea. The sun was setting; it was glorious with its oranges and purples. I paddled to shore and realized I had beaten my usual time. Normally that trip would have taken 3 hours; I did it in 30 minutes. (and without a boat or life jacket, oh the wonders of it all!)

A Jaunt Back to 1995

I fondly recall riding back from Portland listening to this while watching all of the fields pass by and drifting in and out of an easy dream.
It was early summer and we visited the Tulip Farm, it was beautiful and my whole life was ahead of me.

Another visit back to my youth...Labyrinth

I still love David Bowie...On any ordinary day I don't find men who wear tights and make-up sexy but in this case I do...anyway Dance Magic Dance!



*Note* Thinking back this had to have been the first musical I ever saw...that explains it, David Bowie started this fixation of mine!

My Song (quite literally)

There are a few songs containing my name or variations of it and my favorite, by far, is "Amanda" by Boston.
It was written in 1980 by Tom Scholz but it didn't find its way onto a record until 1986 when it was the first track on the long awaited album Third Stage. The band incurred 12,000 hours of studio time during the making of this album, taking roughly 6 years to complete.
This song was Bostons only #1 hit.
Some more interesting tidbits:
Post MTV, this song defied the odds and hit #1 on the charts without a video.
Brad Delp sang this song and it was overdubbed so that he harmonized with himself.
This song features Scholz's Rockman Amplifier which he invented specifically for the sound he wanted on this album.

I remember hearing this song as a little girl and just knew he was singing to me.
(Being born in 1979 sad to say, my mom didn't name me after the song.)
What girl doesn't love a serenade? Anytime I feel the need all I have to do is listen to this song.

Shoe Shine

Last night on the way home from grabbing dinner, I glanced out my window and saw a homeless man sitting on the ground shining his shoes to beautiful perfection.
I then felt an array of emotions.
First amusement, then irony, sadness and finally, understanding.
I rarely see a homeless person take pride in or value anything apart from the bag that holds their cans.
Perhaps his mind was lost and he was in another time shining his shoes, I don't know but it made me happy to see it nonetheless.
Even someone who has nearly nothing can have a determination to keep one thing that shines.