I'd like to spend a few minutes relating to all of you my current life with my gregarious, fun-loving, sometimes "touchy feely" roommate, Sean Wesley Dalby. I'll start by waking up. Every morning my alarm goes off at 7:30am. As I crawl across the room to turn it off, I can tell from the rustle of sheets at the other end of the attic that Sean is now also awake. Every morning I look forward to the sleepy-eyed nod and the "Ey man" I receive from Mr. Dalby as I walk down the ridiculously creeky steps to the first floor. It's better than coffee or banana-nut crunch cereal.
Sean is much more of a hippie then I imagined, at least when it comes to food. I don't mean this as an insult. Whereas I hoard my food like it's gasoline, often hiding my box of Cheez-its from my housemates, Sean openly offers me any and all of his food. This may stem from the fact that I'm buying the food with my own dwindling funds and Sean has a summer food stipend from w&m, but I think it speaks more to his character. For instance, we both woke up hungover last weekend and as I was walking down the formerly-mentioned creeking stairs, he offered me half of a banana he had drunkenly placed next to his bed the night before. Long story short - there's no one with whom I'd rather be living during my last two months in the 'burg. Echoing Dan's sentiments, I hope that perhaps living with Dalby will help me to lighten up a bit about financial worries as I enter into the uncertainty of the job market. It seems too easy to become Mr. Scrooge. More Dalby tales to come. More post-college angst to express.
Summer Jams:
Wolf Parade - "Call it a Ritual"
Galaxie 500 - "Blue Thunder"
Tom Waits - "Martha" and "Falling Down"
Summer Reads:
Fundamentalism and American Culture - by George Marsden
This Is Your Brain on Music - Daniel Levitin
Finnegan's Wake - James Joyce
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Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet, an' to rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he'd a sort of a tipplers way but the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on his way each day, he'd a drop of the craythur every morn
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
One morning Tim got rather full, his head felt heavy which made him shake
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and they carried him home his corpse to wake
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out upon the bed
A bottle of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
His friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
First she brought in tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
Biddy O'Brien began to cry, "Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see,
Tim avourneen, why did you die?", "Will ye hould your gob?" said Paddy McGee
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job, "Biddy" says she "you're wrong, I'm sure"
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
Then the war did soon engage, t'was woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Mickey Maloney ducked his head when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scattered over Tim
Bedad he revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed
Saying "Whittle your whiskey around like blazes, t'underin' Jaysus, do ye think I'm dead?"
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSJcZ7HU2ZM
That Dalby clan -- they have much to teach us.
Also, I can't believe W&M gives Sean a food stipend. Thank God he knows that sharing is caring.
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