It's not tomorrow in California, so I'm claiming that for NaBloPoMo. Also it's not like I'm doing this for a prize. And if I was? Oops.
It's a little early to phone this in, but I'm in a jam because I was traveling this weekend and then there was this entirely engaging football game, so let me give you some lists rather than nothing at all.
Five things my life eats, as in consumes them without my permission or awareness so that I can never find them when I need them, which is frequently, and have to replace them on a consistent basis:
Contact lens holders.
Camera chargers. (See also phone chargers, computer chargers, any kind of charger, basically.)
Olive green eyeliner. (I feel like I buy green eyeliner whenever I see it to prevent this problem, but yet and still, nowhere. I can always find the random brown I never use. No green.)
Five main current earworms:
Moves Like Jagger, Maroon Five (Hell. Hell on Earth. Plus no one will stop referencing it online, so, it's all SHE GOT THE MOOOOVVVVEEESSSS LIKE JAGGAH, SHE GOT THE MOOOOVVVVEEESSSSS LIKE JAGGAH around here)
You Should Hear How She Talks About You, Melissa Manchester
Whip It, The Dazz Band
It's Raining Men (Hi. We're your Weather Girls.) (Horrible. Unmanageable.)
Any of Dr. Hook's only three very famous songs, most likely When You're In Love With a Beautiful Woman, based entirely on mine and @parentopiadevra's latenight transgressions at Blogalicious.
"You watch your friends, you better watch your friends."
Five top-played songs on my main iTunes:
Take It Easy On Me, Little River Band (shut up)
Heavy Cross, The Gossip (have you heard Beth Ditto's voice? Because you should.)
Jackson, Hem (Ditto Sally Ellyson)
Jungleland, Bruce Springsteen (I went a little nuts when Clarence died and this upped the play count, for sure. This song will break your heart and put it back together a little. )
Where the Boat Leaves From, Zac Brown Band (shut up.)
Five places I would live with little hesitation if someone presented me with a worry-free move and at least a lateral move job:
Baltimore (I know. What can I say? I'm a Maryland girl.)
Five best concerts I have ever seen (I'm just pulling the first five that come to my mind, because it's impossible otherwise):
Metallica, Capital Center. Just, holy hell. Holy hell.
Elton John, Red Piano, Las Vegas
Prince, Nutter Center (ha.), Dayton, Ohio
Hem, Ram's Head, Annapolis
Raconteurs, 9:30 Club, DC
(And now I'm thinking Patty Griffin at Constitution Hall during most of which I cried, Duran Duran at Constitution Hall, 2000ish, the first time I saw them live, Pearl Jam at JazzFest in New Orleans, Red Hot Chili Peppers at Virgin Festival in Baltimore, The Killers at the Hard Rock in Vegas...I can go on and on for days. This is a tough one.)
Five of my most frequently-stated words and phrases according to my own unscientific deduction, proving that I am neither articulate nor original in casual discourse:
Right. I know. RIGHT?
Thanks. (I am a grateful sort in spite of myself.)
Edited to add that I didn't include "fuck" which makes this the most inauthentic list of all time. And we hate inauthenticity around here, don't we? WE DO.
Five things I wonder if I have enough of every time I go to the grocery store:
Milk (although I hardly drink it anymore.)
avocados (am compulsive avocado buyer.)
Five people who made me laugh this week:
Five most very favorite yoga poses:
legs up the wall
Clearly I can't count. That's four. Returning to add:
tie between savasana (corpse pose, where you just have to lie still.) and downward dog, because it makes me feel strong.
Five most loathsome yoga poses that make me question my relationship to my namasted center:
Chair (GAH CHAIR SUCKS OUCH CHAIR MY THIGHS BURN CHAIR BURN)
goddess (ironically named as goddesses ought not to suffer so.)
headstand (because I can't do it, mostly, and that gets on my nerves.)
crow (see above)
tree (I have no balance. My balance sucks.)
There you have them. Boring. Wrong. I may supplement them later, but I think we all know that when I say I will I totally will not.