Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing
Hi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight
Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home - she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be
Hi yo We drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooh
My number one fav song of all time....straight from the heart. Merry Christmas
Sue Sabala (yes, of "Aubrey's mother fame") and I are STILL wearing matching PJ's, are post-nap wine-drinking and just NOW starting dinner. I can't think of anything better I'd want to be doing.
(OK, one thing, but that's only b/c I'm a hornball.)
Regardless, Merry Christmas, and you KILL that cream cheese brick.
Happy Christmas Sarah!! Oh, and the rest of the family too! (c; Love and miss y'all! (Yes, I said "y'all")
how funny, my parents and i just finished watching "swing time" as a part of our christmas day festivities!
Wow, I could not have thought up stranger collection of movies. Your brother is way cooler than my sister. Usually we save movies like 'Shaun of the Dead' for the annual Easter Zombie Movie Fest.
Glad to learn you're so happy and content. May you remain in your pajamas for as long as possible. Merry Christmas to you and yours.
Hi. Long time reader, fifth time commentor.
I, too, was flipping through channels on Christmas Eve and came across Swing Time on TMC. I watched part of it, because I confused it with Swing Shift. http://imdb.com/title/tt0088213/
Merry Christmas to you and your pajamas.
Isn't it all about having the family that suits you best, no matter how weird they are? That's where I am.
Sounds like my kind of Christmas.
Unfortunately, my Christmas Days have always been ruined by the lunchtime arrival of Uncle Buddy, whose insistence on carving the turkey with his "wolf-killing knife" while he hacks and coughs all over it soundly squelches my appetite. Mmmm, turkey with an aged glaze of marlboro phlem ... a Christmas classic.
Glad your holiday was cozy and fun!
merry merry merry! i'm not super optimistic about coming back to billboard, but i will still be coming in for other reasons, not the least of which to keep up lunches :). see you next year!
Oh, commentor (er? Lord, I've done forgotten...) April - bless your heart!!!! Best/worst Christmas story, 2006.
And Sarah Brown, thanks for all the good reading and laughs and photos this year, and I wish you all that "balls to the wall" motto can bring you in '07.
Christmas in your jammies is the bestest!
Imdb says Swing Time is "A glorious songburst of gaiety and laughter!" I think that's also the description for Shaun of the Dead! Coincidence!
roadhouse may be the perfect bad movie -- there is not one plausable thing that happens in the entire movie
I love Roadhouse. Pat's my hero.
A: i am 100% positive that i never watched "gremlins 2" over christmas break, nor have i in the last ten years probably.
B: i believe i was wrapping presents while you and mom and dad kept watching the fred astaire movie
C: im glad the pictures you posted of me on christmas morning not only make me look ungrateful, but showerless and disguisting.
A: You may have slept through most of it, but I watched you watch Gremlins 2. It was a new batch, if I recall.
B: The whole house was watching Swing Time that night. It was on in every room. You cannot escape Fred Astaire.
C: Every other picture I post of you makes the internet all tingly. Do you not read their slobbering comments?
D: Way to actually make me feel bad with this comment because I know you've been miserable and in pain for a week straight. I'm sorry, B.
OK, I just spent twenty minutes going through your entries and Christmas photos. What was this year's Angel Present? Inquiring minds and all that.
I love Shaun of the Dead... on christmas? I would have never made that connection, but hey, it's christmas, anything goes. And there's nothing wrong with eating cream cheese straight from the brick, just like there's nothing wrong with eating the ready-made cheesecake filling straight from the container. Nothing wrong at all...
So this might not be Christmas related, but I just saw a pop-up ad that just might beat your "Screaming pterodactyl of home loans!" It has a muscle arm all bunched up, totally connected to a yellow muscle shirt-wearing body, and a what looks to be a calligraphy pen tattoos a house on his arm, and underneath it spells out, in wonderful script, "Calculate new payment!" Tucked just outside of this mysterious home-owning arm's armpit are the tiny words, "Bad Credit OK!" Truly, this arm is the luckiest, and most unfortunate, arm in existence. Lucky to own a home, but worst tattoo every. Bleah.