Everything I Need to Know I Learned From Buffy

I may have mentioned, several times probably, that I’m a huge Joss Whedon fan. It started with Buffy the Vampire Slayer fandom and blossomed from there to Angel, Firefly, DollhouseFray and his various other projects.

Buffy is really a coming of age story.  Dealing with the angst of growing up; being different, falling in love, choosing your own path, breaking up with your first real boyfriend, choices and their consequences.  Life lessons are sometimes painful, sometimes joyful…..but either way, they shape the person you turn out to be.  Here are the top 10 life lessons I learned from Buffy:

10.  Never Kill a Boy on the First Date

9.  Dating robots is…..bad.

8.  Don’t let your fears control you.

7.  Treat your friends like you’d want them to treat you.  Or you won’t have any!

6.  Don’t jump in to bed with a guy because you think you love him and he kisses you.

5.  Don’t eat the candy!

4.  Careful what you wish for!  (Sometimes the evil you know is the lesser!)

3.  Things aren’t always as they seem(Really!)

2.  Stand up for yourself, you’re worth it.

1.  You’d be surprised how many things a pointy stick will kill;)

And #1 again…. Carpe Diem, because tomorrow you might be dead. :)

Rock My World…

This is the music that moved me this weekend:

MetallicaFuel

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Gimme fuel, gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Turn on, I see red
Adrenaline crash and crack my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And I see red

One hundred plus through black and white
War horse, warhead
Fuck ‘em, man, white-knuckle tight
Through black and white

On I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel, gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome

Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, head on, headlines
Another junkie lives too fast
Lives way too fast

On I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel, gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

White-knuckle tight

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire

On I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

Gimme fuel, gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

On I burn

Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP), International Copyright Secured, All Rights Reserved

ShinedownSin With a Grin

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Take a good look at agony
Force fed pass down time release
I’m inspired to find the liar
Black list X on the back of a soulful man
I’ve got ways you understand
Look left, look right
But I’m behind you
I never noticed until I focused
On everything you did, you said
You lit the fuse inside my head

Thank you for reminding me of why I’m sick inside
Thanks you for the venom
Did you think it would paralyze
These scars
I scratch
I tear
Are there
Under my skin
Where you’ve always been
Thank you for reminding me to sin with a grin

Hangman standing on twisted 2 X 4
Built your house
But forgot to lock the door
I’m inside with two black eyes
I have not one shred of sympathy
I have no use for apologies

I’m inspired to find the liar
I never noticed until I focused
On everything you did, you said
You lit the fuse inside my head

CHORUS

(c) 2010, Shinedown

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I’m outa luck, outa love

Gotta photograph, picture of

Passion killer, you’re too much

You’re the only one I wanna touch

I see your face every time I dream

On every page, every magazine

So wild and free, so far from me

You’re all I want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown

Oh oh, look what you’ve done

Photograph – I don’t want your

Photograph – I don’t need your

Photograph – All I’ve got is a photograph

But it’s not enough

I’d be your lover, if you were there

Put your hurt on me, if you dare

Such a woman, you got style

You make every man feel like a child, oh

You got some kinda hold on me

You’re all wrapped up in mystery

So wild and free, so far from me

You’re all I want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown

Oh oh, look what you’ve done

Photograph – I don’t want your

Photograph – I don’t need your

Photograph – All I’ve got is a photograph

You’ve gone straight to my head

Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown

Oh Oh, look what you’ve done

I gotta have you

Photograph – I don’t want your

Photograph – I don’t need your

Photograph – All I’ve got is a photograph

I wanna touch you

Photograph

Photograph – Your photograph

Photograph -

Photograph – I need only your

Photograph – I’m outa love

Photograph – I’m outa love

Photograph – You’re the only one

Photograph – I wanna touch

(c) Def Leppard, 1983

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Mind strong, Body strong
Try to find equilibrium
Head straight, Screwed on
Been screwed up for too longI don’t want to lean on the waves
I watch the storm evaporate
I think of you in starry skies
I keep you so alive

Lets walk through the fire together
Disappear in the golden sands

It’s all in your face
I see you break
It’s like the sound of winter
The bleeding love, the silent escape
You’ve got to hang on to yourself
It’s like the sound of winter

Medusa smiles, Judas lips
Open arms and finger tips
Love bites and Recompense
I’ll be with you until the end

Lets walk through the fire together
Disappear in the golden sands

It’s all in your face
I see you break
It’s like the sound of winter
The bleeding love, the silent escape
You’ve got to hang on to yourself

It’s all in your face
I see you break
It’s like the sound of winter
The bleeding love, the silent escape
You’ve got to hang on to yourself
It’s like the sound of winter

Hang on to yourself
Hang on to yourself

It’s like the sound of winter

It’s all in your face
I see you break
It’s like the sound of winter
The bleeding love, the silent escape
You’ve got to hang on to yourself
It’s like the sound of winter

It’s like the sound of winter

Hang on to yourself
Hang on to yourself

(c) Bush, 2010
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Lyrics available HERE
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I had visions, I was in them

I was looking into the mirror

To see a little bit clearer

Rottenness and evil in me

Fingertips have memories

Mine can’t forget the curves of your body

And when I feel a bit naughty

I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes

(But no one ever does)

I’m not sick but I’m not well

And I’m so hot cause I’m in hell

Been around the world and found

That only stupid people are breeding

The cretins cloning and feeding

And I don’t even own a tv

Put me in the hospital for nerves

And then they had to commit me

You told them all I was crazy

They cut off my legs now I’m an amputee, god damn you

I’m not sick but I’m not well

And I’m so hot cause I’m in hell

I’m not sick but I’m not well

And it’s a sin to live so well

I want to publish zines

And rage against machines

I want to pierce my tongue

It doesn’t hurt, it feels fine

The trivial sublime

I’d like to turn off time

And kill my mind

You kill my mind

Paranoia, paranoia

Everybody’s coming to get me

Just say you never met me

I’m going underground with the moles digging holes

Hear the voices in my head

I swear to god it sounds like they’re snoring

But if you’re bored then you’re boring

The agony and the irony, they’re killing me

I’m not sick but I’m not well

And I’m so hot cause I’m in hell

I’m not sick but I’m not well

And it’s a sin to live so well

(c) Harvey Danger, 1997

So….just a few songs from the weekend play list!  What do y’all think?  What music spoke to your soul this weekend?

Band of Brothers

From Shakespeare’s Henry V, part of the St. Crispin’s Day Speech:

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

Shall be my brother;

I love Band of Brothers, it’s one of my FAVORITE of all time shows, and I’m a huge WWII buff.  While I get the idea behind Band of Brothers tours, visiting the places where the action in the miniseries happened, it saddens me to think that people would only visit these places because of their link to the series, not because of the real life events surrounding them.  World War II happened in these fields, over these streams, towns, mountains, rivers.  The Holocaust happened in these places.  Lives were forever and irrevocably changed because of these events.  Whole families disappeared, the lives of our fighting men and women were cut short, as well as those of our allies.  Children lost their parents, parents lost their children, never to be seen or heard from again.  The war changed the face of Europe.  It’s easy to forget these things now, almost 67 years after the end of WWII.  I understand that Band of Brothers brought the human drama of the war into our living rooms, made it real to several generations of viewers who didn’t live through those times and experience the terrors, the joys, and the sorrows.  I understand that it opened a desire for learning more about those times and the places where history was made.  It’s just sad to me that we’ve gone far enough away from that era that the major draw toward those destinations is the fact that they’re where the events of Band of Brothers took place.  Those who don’t know their history are doomed to repeat it.  Let’s don’t forget about the suffering and deaths of millions during WWII for the sake of a bus tour through Europe’s battlefields.

Texting….

From one of my favorite blogs, Lead.Learn.Live. (sadly, I haven’t had time to read it lately…..sorry, David!), here’s a post about texting in movie theaters, meetings, during dinner, etc.  Yes, it’s rude.  Yes, I’m guilty.  I’ll have to apologize for offending anyone!

If you can’t entertain yourself with your own thoughts, then go ahead and text, Plato…

Quote of the Week, 13 April 2012

It’s Friday the 13th!  Are you superstitious?  I’m not, really, but I don’t walk under ladders and I do knock on wood.  I also make wishes on falling stars and dandelion fluff, but that’s just for fun!

So, here’s our Quote of the Week, something we all (myself included) should heed with diligence.

I saw the quote on Pinterest, but followed the links back to the blog it came from, which is really fun.  When you have a sec, check out ThingsWeForget.Blogspot.com!  Have a great weekend, everyone!

Oldies but Goodies

I was reading through some of my old posts (I’m such a wanker, LOL!) and came across this one.  I think it bears repeating, because it was really fun, and maybe will spark some audience participation?  Enjoy!

 

The ABC’s of Me!

I’m sure everyone is familiar with those periodic surveys that go around the social networking sites like Facebook and MySpace.  There used to be many more of them than I’ve seen recently.  Here’s one that’s making the blogosphere rounds, and I thought it looked kinda fun, so here you go!  These are the A, B, Cs of me…..feel free to post  your own!

Brigitte’s ABCs

A. Age:  44 (I’m now 45!)

B. Bed size:  Queen!

C. Chore you dislike:  I dislike all of them, but I think unloading the dishwasher is the worst!

D. Dogs:  Sammy, Edgar and Coco

E. Essential start to your day:  Coffee

F. Favorite color:  Red

G. Gold or silver:  Gold

H. Height:  5’4?

I. Instruments you play(ed):  Not a single one!

J. Job title:  Buyer II

K. Kids: 2, one of each!

L. Live:  Princeton, TX

M. Mom’s name:  Ivonne

N. Nicknames:  Brig, Miffed, That Bitch

O. Overnight hospital stays:  Twice, when I had each of my kids (Three now, the last was last July for an operation.)

P. Pet peeves:  I have too many to name (maybe hence my nickname, “Miffed?”)  Tops would be bad grammar, tho.

Q. Quote from a movie:  Hmmmm, I can’t think of a movie quote.  Nothing coming to mind right now except for, “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn!”  Considering the standards of the day, that must have set the censors on red!

R. Righty or lefty:  Righty

S. Siblings:  None, I’m an only child

T. Time you wake up:  Alarm goes off at 6:30, but I usually snooze until 6:45ish

U. Underwear:  Just say no.

V. Vegetables you don’t like:  Not crazy about most squash.  Or okra.

W. What makes you run late:  Hitting snooze too many times.

X. X-rays you’ve had:  I think just about everything on me has been x-rayed at least once.

Y. Yummy food you make:  Arroz con Pollo

Z. Zoo animal favorites:  I’m partial to zebras!  Love the giraffes, too!  Leopards!  Tigers!  Lions!  (Oh my!)  I really like the zoo….. :)

Feel free to participate and share your ABCs.

Word of the Week, 4 April 2012

Welcome, friends, to the Word of the Week!  Brought to you by the letter W, and the number 7…..LOL!

Here we go….our Word this week is reciprocate.  It means, (v, used with an object) 1. to give, feel, etc., in return, 2. to give and receive reciprocally;  interchange: to reciprocate favors, 3. to cause to move alternately backward and forward, and (v, used without object) 4. to make a return, as for something given, 5. to make interchange, 6. to be correspondent, and 7. to move alternately backward and forward.

As you can see, reciprocate is a very hard-working word!  It’s at the heart of my philosophy in life that we should treat others with the respect and kindness that we’d like to be accorded ourselves.  That’s a reciprocal relationship.  In other words, you reap what you sow…..right?

Go forth and practice the Golden Rule.  I hope all have a GREAT rest of the week and weekend, and Happy Easter!

(As always, much thanks to dictionary.com for our definition today!)

Quote of the Week, 1 March 2012

Apropos for the last few weeks of my life, I bring you the lyrics of the new Staind song, Not Again:

Do you feel like you’re falling?
You’ve taken this step
In front of you, is further from the truth
You fall apart in front of me again

Again
Denial isn’t the way to forgiveness
You always swore that I was wrong
Not again
No taste for the crow you feed me
Not again
It’s not a matter of if I care
Not again
What an intricate web you’re weaving
I did it again

So you tried not to follow
While the clock fails to sleep
So here we are back where it began
And toe to toe I stand in front of you again

Again
Denial isn’t the way to forgiveness
You always swore that I was wrong
Not again
No taste for the crow you feed me
Not again
It’s not a matter of if I care
Not again
What an intricate web you’re weaving
I did it again

Not again
No taste for the crow you feed me
Not again
It’s not a matter of if I care
Not again
What an intricate web you’re weaving
I did it again

Again
Again

© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Love

You don’t love me, I know you don’t.  You say that because you think it’s what I want to hear, but I can sense the contrivance in you and it just leaves me cold.

I don’t know what happened….when things changed.  We lost our way at some point and have never been able to find our way back.  I don’t know if we ever will.

I wish you the best of luck and hope that you achieve all of you dreams.  I’ll always be here for you and will always love you with all my heart.

I love you.  In the end, that’s what matters to me.

Quote of the Week, 24 February 2012

Welcome to the Quote of the Week.  Today’s Quote is one that’s near and dear to my heart….and that I wish more people took to THEIR hearts!  Here you go:

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

The Golden Rule, folks.  From God’s mouth to your ears, (See Matthew 7:12 and Luke 6:31.)  The cornerstone of ethical behavior in every society since the dawn of time.  Still relevant.  Still powerful.  And it works!