Day 48: One (un)true thing

Things that I think are true but are (1) probably are not true or (2) demonstrably false:


1.  Godzilla was part gorilla because of the "illa".

2.  There is a correlation between hand size and penis size.

3.  Guitar players are good with their hands in sexual ways, especially rock-n-roll guitar players

4.   Some things are meant to be, even when contradicted by all available objective evidence and logic.

5.  The universe sometimes speaks through signs.   Like songs on the radio.  The dark blue of the sky.

And here is one undeniably true thing:

Day 47: True Confessions

I am sitting in the basement, typing away with my feet on the bottom of the old office chair to avoid the rain-soaked carpet to write this.  Truthfully, I had intended to write about my newly discovered or at least, newly articulated, theory about my attraction to men in transition but a colleague's post on Facebook as led to something entirely different.

She, Mae West, wrote that James Cameron's Titanic was the worst movie ever and its sappy, cinematic awfulness was eclipsed only by sappy, vocal stylings of Celine Dion's song.   Now, Mae is a woman with great taste.  Just yesterday, she shared a brilliant, heart-rending clip of Pavarotti singing Ava Maria.   She also regularly rocks some of the fiercest shoes that I've ever seen.

As a movie lover and music lover, I concur with everything that Mae wrote.  Logically.  Which does not  explain why I saw the movie TWICE in the theater.  Or why I feel compelled to sing along every time that I hear that blasted song.  Or why I am singing it loudly and badly and with feeling in my damp basement instead of reading my book or doing anything with a quantum of social utility.  Say anything short of reading Sarah Palin's ghost-written biography and making moose-flavoured cookies or watching a "reality" TV show about housewives.

Do we all have a "Jack" (or Jesse) that haunts us?  A love that refuses to die, that has changes and transforms us forever?  Oh dear God.  Throwing up a little in my mouth....

One last time with feeling......*

Sigh.  Damn you, Mae West!

*Every night in my dreams
I see you. I feel you.
That is how I know you go on.

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never go till we're one

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

There is some love that will not
go away

You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yd1uEvyzCmM&feature=related