Saturday, November 26, 2005

Lifetime

Don’t you hate it when you’ve got pretty much the whole blog post done, and you’re in the process of clicking submit, you hit a wrong key and the whole freakin thing goes away!  Man I’m mad, it was a good one too!

Now I just don’t feel like trying to remember everything I typed.  Instead I’ll just post the song of the day and be done with it.

Song of the day:

LIfetime by Better than Ezra (www.betterthanezra.com)

Allie woke up 8AM
Graduation day.
Got into a car,
And crashed along the way.

When we arrived late to the wake,
Stole the urn while they
Looked away,
And drove to the beach
‘Cause I knew you’d want it
That way.

And you were standing
On the hood of the car
Singing out loud
When the sun came up.

And I know I wasn’t right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn’t mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes
Felt like a lifetime

It felt like a lifetime

And you move like water
I could drown in you.
And I fell so deep once,
Till you pulled me through

You would tell me
“No one is allowed to be so proud
They never reach out
When they’re giving up.”

And I know I wasn’t right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn’t mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes
Felt like a lifetime

Are you sitting in the lights?
Or combing your hair again,
And talking in rhymes?
Are you sitting in the lights?

When I got home, heard the phone,
Your parents had arrived.
And your dad set his jaw
Your mom just smiled and sighed.

But they left soon
And I went to my room.
Played that disc that you’d given me,
And I shut my eyes
Swear I could hear the sea.

When we were standing
On the hood of your car
Singing out loud when the sun came up.

And I know I wasn’t right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn’t mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes,
Three and a half minutes,

Felt like a lifetime…

 

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Saturday, November 19, 2005

The Fourth Year…

Movie of the week:

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire starring Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint (www.harrypotter.com)

Harry Potter IV: A Bright, Steady Flame

By Desson Thomson

Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, November 18, 2005; Page C01

 

Your first question about “Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire” shouldn’t necessarily be about how good it is. (Hold on to your pointy hats, the news is good.) It should be: How much time do I have? At close to three hours, the film would work well as part of an overnight package: See Harry battle fire-breathing dragons and denizens of the deep, then check into our lovely downtown Marriott!

But the fourth Potter film is otherwise probably the most engaging Potter film. Director Mike Newell and screenwriter Steve Kloves (who has written all four) know their primary responsibility: to create three-ring spectacles like the whiz-bang, airborne game of Quidditch, or Harry’s mighty tussles with otherworldly creatures. But they also allow time for the characters to breathe a little — you know, when they’re not busy casting spells.

That means examining the social clumsiness of 14-year-old Harry (Daniel Radcliffe), who’s possibly more intimidated by girls than dragons. Wizardry is hard. But there are no spells to help negotiate the terrors of adolescence. How, for instance, is he ever going to muster the courage to ask the attractive Cho Chang (Katie Leung) to the school ball?

If only he had time to figure this stuff out. There’s hardly a peaceful moment at Hogwarts, the school of witchcraft and wizardry that Harry attends with his best mates Hermione Granger (Emma Watson) and Ron Weasley (Rupert Grint). For instance, he just got drafted, mysteriously, into the international Triwizard Tournament, a prestigious competition normally restricted to 17-year-olds.

How did that happen? Everyone, Ron included, accuses Harry of secretly slipping his name into contention. But he asserts his innocence. The goblet of fire, the incendiary source of divination for the tourney, spat his name out of its mystical flames. And now Harry has to face three older, more advanced contenders, in a three-trial competition that includes stealing a golden egg from a fire-breathing dragon and saving a friend while octopodan, underwater critters snap at his limbs.

As if this ordeal wasn’t enough, a large skull-and-snake apparition has appeared in the skies, a signal that the evil Lord Voldemort (Ralph Fiennes) has returned. A wizard’s work is never done.

Fans of the Potter movies will be pleased to see the return of such regulars as headmaster Albus Dumbledore (Michael Gambon), bird’s-nest-bearded Hagrid (Robbie Coltrane), and this reviewer’s personal favorite, Severus Snape (Alan Rickman), a potion-mixing professor who slinks through dark corridors in funereal black and seems to lick his words before letting them loose. Fans should be even more pleased with Potter newcomer Brendan Gleeson, who deserves a golden shoplifting award for the way he plunders scenes. As Alastor “Mad-Eye” Moody, who appoints himself to help Harry defeat Voldemort, he’s a facially scarred, cantankerous old salt, who swigs from a small flask and sports an eye patch that actually is a roving eye.

A lesser actor would have thrown himself into the role with pantomimic overkill. But Gleeson (whose performance as Irish criminal Martin Cahill in 1998’s “The General” is one of the great performances of that decade) makes Mad-Eye subtly funny, with deft glints in his good eye (in hilarious ocular tango with its artificial twin), twitches of the mouth and swaggers of the head.

Readers of the J.K. Rowling novels — on which “Goblet of Fire” and the three previous Potter films are based — may be disappointed that many details from the book have been altered or omitted. (A maze, for instance, that figures in a climactic scene in the movie has almost no hidden creatures — an obvious departure from Rowling’s story.) But by now, they should have gotten used to this necessary evil. Movies work on a leaner diet and, if they didn’t, I’d still be watching “Goblet of Fire.”

There’s still satisfying large-scale action and smaller-scale inter action whether it’s the cool scene in which that dragon chases Harry from tower to tower, dislodging slates with its enormous talons, or Harry’s confusion with smaller adversaries in dresses. Newell, who directed such assured ensemble pieces as “Enchanted April” and “Four Weddings and a Funeral,” knows how to maximize his actors. (He even manages to make an effective performer of Radcliffe, who will never raise an Oscar above his head, but whose clumsiness works well for Harry.) I love the way Snape delicately adjusts his sleeves just before whacking the heads of Harry and Ron, who are talking out of turn. And it was equally pleasurable to watch Ron’s embarrassment when he’s called out in front of his peers to demonstrate the waltz with the severe Professor McGonagall (Maggie Smith).

“Put your hand on my waist,” she demands frostily. The expression on Ron’s face at this point is clear: He’d just as soon perform the fox trot with Medusa. It’s a wonderful mark of this movie that a teenager’s humiliation can pack just as much firepower as a life-and-death battle with scary monsters.

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Friday, November 18, 2005

To go with the pictures…

Song of the day:

Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield (www.natashabedingfield.com)

I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

The ‘I can’t waits!

Within the past few weeks, I have felt things I’ve never felt before, said things I’ve never said before and by the end of this week, I’ll have done somethings I’ve never done before.  It’s all an amazing and unconventional life of an adult, someone out of college, someone almost on her own.  What a great feeling that is.  Don’t get wrong, I’m scared to death, but it’s something I look forward do everyday I wake up. 

I can’t wait until it snows.  I can’t wait to have a real winter, it’s about time.  I can’t wait to see DC at Christmas time.  I can’t wait to see my family for the holdiays.  All these things on my list of I can’t waits…it’s great, this growing anticipation I have.  It’s what propels me in the mornings to get out of bed, even though all I want to do is sleep.  Ahh, Sleep, something I’ve become quite a stranger to.  Such is the life of a two job income.  It’s ok, if nothing else, there will be lessons learned out of this specific experience. 

As for this week’s undone task…I’m not alluding to what it is, hopefully I’ll have some kickin pics to show for it the next time I post. 

All is well in my life.  I’m happy, well, as happy as one can be with no sleep.  Yes, a lil tired, but livin all the same.

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Friday, November 11, 2005

Softly Pounding

Song of the day:

Tomorrow is a Long Time by Nickel Creek (www.nickelcreek.com)

If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I lie in my bed once again

I can’t see my reflection in the waters
I can’t speak the sounds that show no pain
I can’t hear the echo of my footsteps
Or remember the sound of my own name

Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I lie in my bed once again

There’s beauty in that silver singing river
There’s beauty in that sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love’s eyes

Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I lie in my bed once again

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Tuesday, November 8, 2005

I can’t help it…I’m weak!

I broke down…I got a myspace page, but only because Nickel Creek has one.  I know, I’m weak.  But…check it out anyways…

http://www.myspace.com/tarashannon

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Tuesday, November 1, 2005

Take time to be 12!

This is the result of a slow news day…

Have you ever?….

Played spin the bottle? Yes

Toilet papered someone’s house/car? Yes…haha, sorry Todd

Played poker for money? Yup, and I gracefully lost that 5 bucks!

Been tickled so hard you couldn’t talk? Heck yes, I love laughing that hard!

Liked someone but never told them? Who hasn’t!

Went camping? Can we say Bryson City

Had a crush on your sibling’s friend? Yup, even went to the prom with him!

Walked in the rain without an umbrella? All the time…what else would I do in the rain?!

Told a joke that nobody thought was funny? Unfortunately

Been in a talent show? Several…somewhere over the rainbow…

Been to a nude beach? Unfortunately, and I was like 8, so it was the grossest thing in the world!

Cursed in a church? Man, I’m gonna go to hell for this…yes.

Burnt yourself with a curling iron/straightner? Still have the scars to prove it.

Dumped someone? Yup, and I still feel sorry for Adam.

Been hit on by someone too old? yeah, it was gross.

Wanted to be a model? Not at all

Bought lottery tickets? It was one of the first things I did when I moved to DC, mostly because I could.

Made out in a car? The stories jeffica the jetta could tell…scary.

Cried during a movie? I’m talkin ugly crying, The Notebook, Stepmom, Armageddon, Finding Neverland…and the list goes on.

Wanted something you couldn’t have? Daily

Seen someone shoplift? Yup, she was a bad babysitter

Hung up on someone? Frequently

Yelled at your pet? Sniff…I miss my Buster.

Gotten seasick? Nope

Had a stalker? Heather, remember that guy…the POTUS guy…could he be considered a stalker. Now, if the question was “Stalked someone?”…well…

Protested? If we’re talking chaining myself to something, chanting “Heck no, we won’t go!” then no, but I have some causes I feel strongly about.

Been to an island? yup

Been in love? Not yet

Ate just because you were bored? I’m a girl, it’s what we do

Screamed in a library? Always wanted to, but I’ve never been in a library long enough to do it.

Made out with a stranger? Not a complete stranger.

Been dumped? Nope, thankfully

Wished a part of you was different? I have a list

Laughed so hard that you cried? As much as possible

Went up to a complete stranger and started talking? Welcome to the world of street ministries, you kinda have to.

Been sunburned? Rarely, but yes

Threw up in school? Yup, gross but an easy way to go home from school.

Recieved an anonymous love letter? No

Cursed in front of your parents? Yeah, sorry mom.

Been in a TV commercial? HEHEHE, no…

Watched a movie that made you miss your ex? Heck no!

Been out of the country? I’m a firm believer that there are much better countries than the US.  London is my fav. so far.

Won at pool? Not by myself, hehehe, Diana, remember Pool in Jessica’s attic, at least until Chad’s foot went through the floor/ceiling.

Went on a diet? I live on a diet

Been lost out to sea? Thank the sweet Lord no!

Cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend? Heck no!

Been cheated on? Not that I know of

Been searched in an airport? With the last name of Krishnaprasad, it’s pretty much expectd.

Been on a plane? Several times…

Thrown a shoe at someone? HEHEHE, yeah. That just makes me chuckle

Broke someone’s heart? Not sure

Sung in the shower? the two pretty much go together, like peanut butter and jelly, cereal and milk, fries and ketchup…you get my point.

Bought something way too expensive? I’m a girl, it’s what we do!

Done something really stupid that you still laugh about? Oh My Goodness, it’s what keeps me smiling.  If at any random point you see me laughing for no reason, it’s because of something stupid I’ve done at some point in my existance. I love those moments.

Ran out of a movie theater because you were too scared of the movie? Never.

Been kicked out of the mall? Actually..yes.  That’s what happens when you and about 8 other ppl are doing the bunny hop in a long line while singing “this little light of mine,” while being filmed.  Gotta love those church scavenger hunts.

Been mean to someone and then instantly wanted to take it back? Yup

Fell off of your roof? Not that I know of…you’d think i’d remember that.

Pretended you were scared so you could cuddle up with someone? Hehe, yes ;)

Had a deer jump in front of your car? No

Can you?…..

Unwrap a starburst with your tounge? Yes, that commercial’s got nothing on me!

Sing? Yes

Open your eyes underwater? Yes

Ice skate? Not well, but I can stay up.

Sing in front of a crowd? I love to

Whistle? yes

Walk in really high heels? for a short time, then my feet start to retaliate.

Eat super spicy foods? I was drinking curry sauces in the bottle…meaning yes.

Skateboard? Used to…don’t know now.

Sleep with the lights on? No!

Mulititask? You have to at a newspaper.

Touch your nose with your tounge?  No  

Fall asleep easily in a car? Depends on the conditions

Surf? Yes

Do a split? Yes

Taste the difference between pepsi and coke? Yes

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