Martha Wainwright: You Had Me at "Mother Fucking Asshole"

In case you weren't aware of my complete obsession with Martha Wainwright and her music (though it started quite strongly with her brother Rufus), let me tell you about it. Actually, since I'm all about conservation and time management (*cough, cough*), I'm just going to post the later part of a conversation with a new Myspace friend and show you the video discussed herein:

Cool :). I think she's absolutely fabulous. did you catch the videos on my profile? The best video out there (I think) that isn't on my profile is [here] where she plays (in her pajamas) with Pete Townsend and Rachel Fuller. They had uploaded all sections of the segment, but they took all of them down but the one.

Thanks for sharing your martha/rufus story. I think she's really interesting, because she was really kind of awkward, and people didn't have a lot of faith in her tallent, including her dad. He wasn't real supportive...in case you didn't realize, "Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole" is about Loudon Wainwright. It was to reciprocate the song "I'd Rather be Alone" he wrote about her when she was living with him at age 14.

I'm a bit obsessive over things/people I really appreciate, can you tell?

Cheers!
Megan

Hey Megan.

Thank you for turning me on to Martha. I listened to all of her myspace songs last night. She blew me away. Bloody Mother F-cking is amazing. What she does with her voice.

Just a couple of tidbits. I saw Martha play when she was very young at The Bottom Line one night at a Loudon Concert My, my... has she changed. Which of course, would be expected. And on Rufus' 16th birthday he was in the audience at another Bottom Line Loudon concert and proud Dad introduced him to the crowd. It was a nice moment.

Until now, whenever I thought of Martha I always thought of her Dad's song, 5 years old. You live and you learn.

Best.

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[why i love rufus...joan wasser rocks ass too.]

Spot Me

See if you can spot me in this picture:







People wonder why I'm strange.

Leave My Child Alone

If you have kids in high school, this is for you. If you know someone who does, please let them know.



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Transformations...as Opposed to Transformers Which are also Cool

I thought I'd leave you with something before going off to defend my dissertation, so...I give you the transformation of my table parallel to the transformation of my dissertation. One got neater, the other messier.



This is pretty neat. I like to work in neat.



We're getting a little messier here, but I'm making some progress on the edits of my paper.



Jeezus! Look at these revisions. What's gonna be left?



But, I do have my little dissertation angel by my side.



The paper starts to get neater.



The table, however, does not. (p.s. I only smoke when I write, or when I drink...okay, so that's all the time.)

And...off the topic, I managed to still rock it out on Halloween as none other than Alex from A Clockwork Orange.



Peace Out!
Love,
Megan

Post Election Day

I have so much to say and no time to say it in. For now, I'll leave it to copy and paste.

House Speaker-to-be Nancy Pelosi: "Tonight is a great victory for the American people today. The American people voted for change. They voted for Democrats to take our country in a new direction, and that is exactly what we intend to do. The American people voted for a new direction to restore civility and bipartisanship in Washington, D.C., and Democrats promise to work together in a bipartisan way for all Americans. The American people voted to restore integrity and honest in Washington, D.C. And the Democrats intend to lead the most honest . . . and most ethical Congress in history."
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3 Bengal Cats

THIS is why I should not take breaks. I could watch this forever. Thank God it doesn't loop. If I didn't have to press the watch again button, I might watch this all day.