• 29th March
    2013
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  • 29th March
    2013
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  • 5th September
    2012
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  • 28th June
    2012
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-People tell me that I confuse guys, and maybe I do.  They see me one way, but then they get to know me and they’re disappointed.  But you know me, Zweibel.  I have enough trouble being strong for myself, let alone for someone who gets paranoid when I’m quiet or gets threatened when I say “Bunny Bunny.” -When you say…? -“Bunny Bunny.” -What’s that? -Oh, nothing, really… -Tell me. -It’s silly. -Tell me. -When I was a little girl… -…Go ahead. -When I was a little girl, I used to be afraid of the dark.  We lived in this big house and at night there’d be these scary shadows on my bedroom walls.  So, what I’d do, was get under the covers and say the words “Bunny Bunny” to protect me from the shadows while I was sleeping. -Why “Bunny Bunny”? -I’m not sure.  I really don’t remember.  Except that it worked.  The bad dreams stopped.  And then, when I started getting older, I cut back and only had to say it once a week and, finally, once a month — just to be on the safe side. -I understand.  It’s not silly.  You were a kid and you… -I still say it. -You do? -Yeah.  Maybe it’s a habit or a superstition or… I don’t know.  It’s just that, for whatever reason, on the first day of every month the first words that I say when I wake up are “Bunny Bunny” to make sure it’s going to be a good month and keep me safe from anything bad that could happen. -Like what? -I don’t know.  Everything.  Does that sound stupid? -No. -But I’m in my thirties. -So? -And it still doesn’t sound stupid? -Gilbert, everyone has their own little… -If Robin Blankman did something like that, would you make jokes and put her down for it? -Is that what this guy did? -Without a letup. -Even after you explained what it meant to you? -Yeah. -What an asshole.

-People tell me that I confuse guys, and maybe I do.  They see me one way, but then they get to know me and they’re disappointed.  But you know me, Zweibel.  I have enough trouble being strong for myself, let alone for someone who gets paranoid when I’m quiet or gets threatened when I say “Bunny Bunny.”

-When you say…?

-“Bunny Bunny.”

-What’s that?

-Oh, nothing, really…

-Tell me.

-It’s silly.

-Tell me.

-When I was a little girl…

-…Go ahead.

-When I was a little girl, I used to be afraid of the dark.  We lived in this big house and at night there’d be these scary shadows on my bedroom walls.  So, what I’d do, was get under the covers and say the words “Bunny Bunny” to protect me from the shadows while I was sleeping.

-Why “Bunny Bunny”?

-I’m not sure.  I really don’t remember.  Except that it worked.  The bad dreams stopped.  And then, when I started getting older, I cut back and only had to say it once a week and, finally, once a month — just to be on the safe side.

-I understand.  It’s not silly.  You were a kid and you…

-I still say it.

-You do?

-Yeah.  Maybe it’s a habit or a superstition or… I don’t know.  It’s just that, for whatever reason, on the first day of every month the first words that I say when I wake up are “Bunny Bunny” to make sure it’s going to be a good month and keep me safe from anything bad that could happen.

-Like what?

-I don’t know.  Everything.  Does that sound stupid?

-No.

-But I’m in my thirties.

-So?

-And it still doesn’t sound stupid?

-Gilbert, everyone has their own little…

-If Robin Blankman did something like that, would you make jokes and put her down for it?

-Is that what this guy did?

-Without a letup.

-Even after you explained what it meant to you?

-Yeah.

-What an asshole.

  • 18th June
    2012
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Happy birthday, J.P. Macca!

I’d post my favorite song you wrote, but it’s a Beatles song and I don’t want to get in trouble for violating copyright.  :3

I’ll quote some, though:

Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that’s lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband:
“Daddy!  Our baby’s gone!
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly?
How could she do this to me?”

She (We never thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (Never a thought for ourselves)
Home (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She’s leaving home after living alone for so many years  (Bye bye)

  • 10th October
    2011
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Every night when I was going to sleep, he’d come in the room and say, “Goodnight, Sean,” and he’d flick the light switch in the rhythm of his words, so that they’d wink in time. There was always something very comforting about that.

Sean Lennon, about his father John.

Whenever I hear “Beautiful Boy”, I think of this and sniffle.

  • 10th October
    2011
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