Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Rock Me Amadeus


Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart only lived 35 years but that was long enough to marry his second choice wife & compose Eine Kleine Nactmusik (A Little Night Music), Don Giovanni, & Die Zauberflote (The Magic Flute). Was he poisoned by his bitter rival or could it have been rheumatic fever? Nobody knows for sure.

Today's posthumous birthday was brought to you by Tom Hulce...oh also by Falco.

Now doesn't your brain feel a little better? It likes to be used...

Friday, January 9, 2009

Happy 74th birthday, Elvis!


Yesterday was Elvis's birthday. He's been gone 32(?) years now I think. Odd to think that I have lived longer than he did. It's also kind of amazing to see the impact he still has on people-especially here in the South.

My family had just arrived at the beach on vacation when we heard the news. My mom was so upset that we turned the car around & went home. I remember that we had tickets to an upcoming show in Asheville, but I can't remember if the Civic Center was open yet or not. I think it was. I had already seen him in Asheville once. My mom still has the Asheville Citizen-Times that was printed the day after his death.

He was called "the King". He got into the White House simply on the strength of his personality & he made my usually staid & quiet family go nuts at his show.

So what was it about Elvis that makes him worthy of the 100's of news articles & many hours of television reports yesterday? I can't figure it out. Why is he so beloved? Why for that matter am I writing about him today? There's something there but I'm not sure what it is.

Oh well, happy birthday Elvis!

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Raw Chocolate & 70's Music


Makes the best breakfast ever! Seriously, I am so mellow now.

Here's what I like, in case anybody is wondering what to get me for my birthday, which is in April, but it's never to soon to start planning.

Somehow the receiver decided that it was a 70's morning & I just didn't feel like arguing. Shoop, shoobee do wah...

On to work shortly then I think I'll go out.