Dailies 08/10/13

Dailies 08/10/13

Daily Doodle: Saturday Night Couchin’

Song of the Day: Rockin’ Robin by Bobby Day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUKTgIK8DxA

Musical Pipe Dream: I’m singing backup and clapping in a Z shape. I put my head in close to the microphone to sing and stick my butt out a little in order to make room to clap my hands in front of me.

Blurb 1/365: “We’re adults now. We can sleep on the couch all night if we want to.”

Dailies 08/05/13

Dailies 08/05/13

Daily Doodle: You Deserve a Medal for Getting Out of Bed Today

Song of the Day: Fame by David Bowie

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J-_30HA7rec

Musical Pipe Dream: I’m playing the drums. I’m huddled over the snare drum with a microphone positioned close to my face to sing back up. I hit the crash cymbal with a badass look on my face where my mouth looks like an upside down U.

Blurb 1/365: *wave*

Dailies 08/03/13

Dailies 08/03/13

Daily Doodle: Polar Opposites Attract

Song of the Day: The Way You Look Tonight by Fred Astaire from Swing Time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIW_Ah0wg-w

Musical Pipe Dream: I’m slow dancing on a cruise ship. The dancing is understated and has small, playful accents. I lean forward slightly and my toe points down and back. In one fluid move, I go into a dip and my toe slides to the front into a small kick that doesn’t go beyond the width of my skirt.

Blurb 1/365: BE excited. BE BE excited.

Dailies 08/02/13

Dailies 08/02/13

Daily Doodle: Lazy Daze (End of Series)

Song of the Day: Part of Your World written by Alan Menken and Howard Ashman and sung by Jodi Benson from The Little Mermaid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_pPUmv3U2XY

Musical Pipe Dream: James and I are standing in line for the Little Mermaid ride. The wait is about 1 hour and 45 minutes and it’s 90 degrees. In the line maze, I start blowing bubbles. Bubbles are kissing kids’ faces and clinging to hair sprayed hair. James’s hands are both painted. The right one is painted like Flounder and the left one is painted like Sebastian. The Sebastian hand is perched on my left shoulder. The Flounder hand is floating just above my right shoulder. I start to sing and nobody seems to care. I’m overwhelmed with happiness and confidence. I just want to be part of that world.

Blurb 1/365: Make sure to slow down once in a while. Look around you. LOOK around you.

Dailies 08/01/13

Dailies 08/01/13

Daily Doodle: Dog Daze

Song of the Day: Cookie Thumper by Die Antwoord

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cdhJsu1MqU

Musical Pipe Dream: It’s 3AM and I’m at a CVS. I’m picking up a dog leash and Gatorade. The fluorescent lights illuminate the blue and blue-grey colored carpet tiles. Nobody’s at the cash register and as I wait for somebody to come out from the back room, this song is playing over the speakers in the ceiling.

Blurb 1/365: I love how androgynous dance is as a sport and an art form.

Dailies 07/31/13

Dailies 07/31/13

Daily Doodle: Cat Daze

Song of the Day: You Beat Me to the Punch by Mary Wells

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4O1iq3yEqXU

Musical Pipe Dream: I’m singing lead stage left to the three other singers. I’m wearing a crisp cotton candy pink dress with a square neck and full skirt. My dance moves consist of flapping my arms with the movement stemming from my shoulders and alternately stepping my foot behind the opposite foot.

Blurb 1/365: Support and use public transit. I ranted today about inconvenient and inefficient bus systems: We’re lucky if a line runs more than once an hour. It’s not fair to the constituents or the bus employees. Not all of us constituents can afford a car to get us to available public transit. And the bus employees have to fight for available work time that sometimes has a forced 3 hour lunch in between. If there were more buses, people would pay money to use them and it would eventually start to fund itself. But it’s always pulling teeth to get things started because it seems nobody wants to give money without immediately getting something in return. The result of this is a perpetual cycle of underfunded public transit, almost useless bus lines and schedules (except for peak commute hours), and people having to PARK A CAR to take public transit. That defeats the purpose of public transit.

Dailies 07/30/13

Dailies 07/30/13

Daily Doodle: Barbershop Singlet

Song of the Day: Baby on Board by The Be Sharps as performed by The Dapper Dans

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pURFU3pL93o

Musical Pipe Dream: I’m on a moderately full BART train and I’m singing the baritone portion only. Three random people join me and sing lead, tenor, and bass.

Blurb 1/365: We got a new couch! Let’s Animal Crossing this shit UP.

Dailies 07/29/13

Dailies 07/29/13

Daily Doodle: Albert “Chalky” White

Song of the Day: Flat Zone 2 (Mr. Game & Watch Theme) from Super Smash Bros Brawl arranged and composed by Kenichi Okuma

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mANdVLqQMlY

Musical Pipe Dream: I’m standing in a corner of my house and I have my arms out in front of me without bending my elbows. I bounce from side to side while my fists shake up and down.

Blurb 1/365: Why do they make travel size dental floss? People are crazy.

Dailies 07/27/13

Dailies 07/27/13

Daily Doodle: Turtle Flower Power

Song of the Day: My Cherie Amour by Stevie Wonder

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0Gu-CyE-NQ

Musical Pipe Dream: In the underground tunnel between the Powell and Montgomery Street BART stations, there’s a man singing with his well-timed clapping being the only accompaniment. It’s a late hour, so it’s not crowded. As I walk by, I see a woman who is sitting with her back against the opposite wall of the performer. She’s not actively crying, but has tears streaming down her face. She’s wearing a knit cap, peacoat, a skirt with leggings, and army boots. Staring at the floor, it looks like she’s looking at something miles away. The man continues to sing with natural talent. He has a few bills and mostly copper change in the hat he has in front of his feet. I’m not sure if it’s my train I hear approaching the platform, so I walk with wide steps while fishing in my pockets for my ticket. As I fly down the stairs, I can still hear the man’s voice singing and the echoes of his clapping.

Blurb 1/365: The same moment is different for every single being in the universe.