My love for The Addams Family pre-dates the 1990 film adaptation, but I couldn’t tell you by how many years. The re-runs were ubiquitous on Channel 11, along with The Monkees and Adam West’s Batman. I’m pretty sure I learned how to snap my fingers just so I could sing along with the theme song.
The baby stuff is finally finished and my current embroidery/cross stitch project is stressing me out. Fortunately I noticed that I still had two skeins of the “Cappucino” yarn and we are off onto the next long clothing project.
Repetition is problematic for some people’s brain chemistry. For me, it’s one of the few things that eases it.
I spent almost an hour listening to this song on a loop when I abruptly realized that I was knitting baby stuff (like, really cute baby stuff that has almost nothing to do with death and gore). Well, we all have two sides, I suppose.
Years ago, I used to have a late-night radio show that ran from 2am to 4am. This man was one of the most requested artists.
Nothing better this time of year (or any time of year) than Tom Waits. Nothing.
Thank heaven for waxed linen — my new mala is finished, lighter than the other two, and has a reasonable expectation of not falling apart. Huzzah!
So, I had not one, but two of my wrist malas break within a week as preparations for Halloween and Day of the Dead kick into high gear. I’m taking it in stride and seeing if I can’t find a nice arrangement for combining the elements I liked of each into one. The red bead is one of the two red cinnabar pieces I used to make a larger mala ages ago — the rest are blue lace agate, hematite and yak bone.
Shiva is Shiva, as always.
I feel like this has been the soundtrack to every Monday of my life, even discounting the nine years spent working in shopping malls.