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So, I was listening to random songs on my iTunes account earlier today, and the song “Ironic” by Alanis Morissette came on…Now, looking at it from my perspective, none of the stuff that she really mentions in the song is in fact ironic…matter-of-factly, most of the stuff is just down right unfortunate…


An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It’s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn’t it ironic … don’t you think

It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought … it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
‘Well isn’t this nice…’
And isn’t it ironic … don’t you think
Repeat Chorus

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything’s okay and everything’s going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything’s gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

It’s a traffic jam when you’re already late
It’s a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn’t it ironic… don’t you think
A little too ironic… and yeah I really do think…
Repeat Chorus

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

Prime example, the raining on your wedding day, if it rains on your wedding day it is just unfortunate that it happened to rain. It’s a meteorological phenomenon…it’s not some conspiracy from up above. Whether it be the guy who is afraid to fly crashing or the no-smoking sign, nothing in this song is truly “ironic”…so, I would have to say that Alanis has a flawed conception of a song…yet, at the same time, I can understand artistic integrity and know that ironic and unfortunate would sound very different in the song…I just think that it’s quite ironic that the song “Ironic” really isn’t all that the name sets it up to be…which leaves us trying hard to swallow the Jagged Little Pill that Alanis to feed us.

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February 20, 2010 at 1:35 am

Existentialism and Dreams

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I know that the core reality of a dream is that it is our inner psyche trying to express ourself to keep us from going insane. Correct? However, lately, I have been having some of the weirdest most existential dreams that I’ve had in awhile.

1. My first dream happened a couple of weeks ago. In my dream, I became the nanny of two children who had a mother and a father that were very busy with work. So, I basically became a Mary Poppins like figure. I even had a bag similar to hers and a parrot head umbrella. There was much singing and dancing (which isn’t very odd for me…I like music so music enters my dreams rather frequently). As if this dream wasn’t weird enough, someone in the the dream said that I was just as good as Nanny McPhee, and I flipped…I don’t recall ever bitch slapping anyone in reality, but I wailed on the person in the dream. All I remembered was waking up and thinking “Huh?” and then returning to sleep.

2. My second dream gets a little more abstract. In it, my friend and I are walking down a poorly lit sidewalk just talking about life…doesn’t sound too odd at this point right? However, that is the core of the dream…everything else around us is just darkness, and we’re chatting not noticing that nothing exists outside of the light-bubble that we’re in…

3. My third dream is actually really random. In the dream, I am bitten by a cobra…and the people with me say that I must fight the poison and purge it from my system. At this point in the dream, it becomes rather psychedelic, bright colors, swirling lights…I kinda felt like I was in a lava lamp. But finally, I come out of the poisoning and am stronger for it….It was probably my most weird dream.

So, there you have it….those are my most odd dreams as of late…and I can’t make neither head nor tails of them. I guess I just have to take them as some unconscious thoughts trying to surface….let’s hope that one of these thoughts doesn’t want to get bitten by a cobra.

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February 15, 2010 at 10:09 am

Thong: An Ode to Exposure

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A slip of cloth
Between two summer hams
Right for the slaughter.

Exposing the true nature
To the world at large.
Please pull up your pants.

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February 13, 2010 at 12:01 pm


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” Buzz”

I saw a fly hover

 As she died.

 I wonder if it smelt

The death that lingered.

 Or was it just attracted

 To the heat of so many bodies

 In a little room.

The fly lands on her

 Head humming into her

Ear a jaunty tune.

The doctor sweeps his hand

To shoo it away and leave

 Her at peace.

 Soon, she dies, but little

 Do others know, death stopped

 For two that day, as I

 Wipe my hand on my pants.

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February 7, 2010 at 1:40 pm