iPod iChing - $cience Progno$i$
We approach the mighty and wise iPod with all due humility, and ask the iPod: Oh mighty iPod, the ways of Men are Fickle and Impenetrable to even the Mightiest Oracle. But, in Our Desperation for Guidance, we ask you - what's with all that shit going down at NASA? Is there hope for science.
Whoosh goes the randomizer.
- The Covering: J'ai Plus Fin - Henri Dés I am happy?
- The Crossing: Geek Stink Breath - Green Day
- The Crown: Don't Let Go - Lightning Seeds
- The Root: The Warmest Room - Billy Bragg "I wish I'd done biology..."
- The Past: It's Hard to Walk When You're Small - Morrissey
- The Future: Greetings to the Brunette - Billy Bragg
- The Questioner: Miss Brown To You - Billie Holiday - I am flattered...
- The House: Whoopie Ti Yi Yo - Cicso Houston - Castrated steer herded to Wyoming?
- The Inside: Brass in Pocket - Pretenders Gonna use my imagination...
- The Outcome: The Lazarus Heart - Sting
The wound itself would give him power
The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour
#11 is Four Studies, Firebird - Stravinsky, #12 is OIiver's Army - Elvis Costello!
But I've become inflamed
With thoughts of lust and thoughts of power
Thoughts of love and thoughts of Chairman Mao
Well, that is about on target as you can get.
We were happy Geeks, we were crawling and now we have an ideological muddle...
But, I see hope at the end, flowers from grievous wounds, Brass in Pocket, the Firebird is reborn from the ashes and Oliver's Army (which is not beholden to the King as a matter of principle) is here to stay.
I am ever so cheered. Except for the subtle hint that I may have to go to "town" on this.
The House (How other people around the questioner affect and view matters in hand...): "Whoopie ti yi yo, git along little dogies
You know that Wyoming will be your new home"
Heh, don't know what the iPod means by that one, not at all.
As always, the Key as explained by Sean
Greetings to the New Brunette
it's quite exciting to be sleeping here in this new room
you're my reason to get out of bed before noon
you know when we sat out on the fire escape talking
what did you say about running before we were walking
Sometimes when we're as close as this
It's like we're in a dream
How can you lie there and think of England
When you don't even know who's in the team
your sexual politics have left me all of a muddle
we are joined in the ideological cuddle
I'm celebrating my love for you
With a pint of beer and a new tattoo
And if you haven't noticed yet
I'm more impressionable when my cement is wet
Politics and pregnancy
Are debated as we empty our glasses
And how I love those evening classes
you really know how to make a young man angry
can we get through the night without mentioning family
The people from your church agree
It's not much of a career
Trying the handles of parked cars
Whoops, there goes another year
Whoops, there goes another pint of beer
Here we are in our summer years
Living on icecream and chocolate kisses
Would the leaves fall from the trees
If I was your old man and you were my missus
give my greetings to the new brunette