Horrible Valen-times rhyme
The Daily Word with a clean sweep for Santorum, marriage for everyone and sexy Valentine DIY
Despite the sweater-vests (or maybe because of them?) Rick Santorum wins all three of last night's contests.
Mitt Romney hasn't answered any questions from voters in three weeks.
Federal appeals court rules that California's ban on same-sex marriage is unconstitutional.
Chicago vehicle stickers may contain gang signs.
A&E's new western series Longmire to be filmed in northern New Mexico.
Florida public school teacher being investigated after referring to her Haitian students as "chocolate that nobody wanted."
Senators approve a bill allowing unmanned drones access to US airspace.
In the history of Valentine's Day, I've never seen a sexier gift.
Just how do you win that rip-off claw grabber game?
Oldest cave paintings EVER!
1980s karate rap video FTW!
Long article on the man who wouldn't die.
These quotation marks sure are suspicious.
R.I.P. Nello Ferrara, inventor of Lemonheads and Atomic FireBalls.
R.I.P. Zalman King, creator of Red Shoe Diaries.
Alibi Flickr Photo of the Day
Do you know how hard it is to arrange pearls on a silky dress? DO YOU?
Where do Alibi covers come from?
Superstar artist Dan Zettwoch posted the rough draft for last week's fantastic Valentine Card Contest cover on his blog. Check it out here.
Alibi Flickr Photo of the Day
Random cuts from The Porter Draw’s Russell Pyle
Russell Pyle is a vocalist and guitar player in the lauded local bluegrass group The Porter Draw. The band will be your Valentine on Saturday, Feb. 12, when it performs at Blackbird Buvette. The show, called “An Arrow Through the Heart,” begins at 10 p.m. and is free. Below is a random peek into Pyle’s music library. “It made me realize how much punk and hardcore I have on my iPod,” he says.
The Alibi’s Heart Strings Valentine’s Party is Tonight!
8:00 p.m. at the Launchpad, 7th and Central in Downtown Albuquerque
Why, you ask, did we call this party Heart Strings? Well, we thought it was funny at the time. It’s sort of a riff on the old K-Tel TV commercials for record albums of all your favorite contemporary hits “performed by the original artists.” It got less funny as time marched on, but that’s ok because it will still be awesome fun, even if we wince every time we say or type… the name of the event.
Here are ten great reasons to come out and see us tonight:
1) It’s only $5 at the door.
3) There will be free food from El Norteño while it lasts: chips and salsa, chicken and beef flautas, green chile stew, posole, rice, beans, tortillas and quesadillas.
5) Grand Prize is a Samsung Blu-Ray Player from Paradise Village - Netflix ready for your instant viewing pleasure.
6) There are also a bunch of gift bag prizes from Jack’s Smoke Shop and…
7) A bunch of prizes and t-shirts from All Seasons Gardening.
8) You can see and help judge the submissions to our Valentine’s Day Card Contest.
9) Between bands we’ll have an Open Luv Mic, so you can get on stage and profess your undying love.
Aw. Ew. See you there.
Yes Dear Part V
Khalil Gibran has a poem about love called “Love One Another” There is his version, and my own ideas…
Love One Another
By Khalil Gibran and Jenny Gamble
Love one another, but make not a bond of love
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
or in many cases, waves that crash on the shore obliterating any signs of young shore life and taking that waste back out to the ocean where it can be buried deep below the dark shark infested waters…
Fill each other’s cup, but drink not from one cup.
preferably with whiskey or wine- and YES, have a couple of cups, bottles, growlers, flasks, whatever gets the job done…
Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf.
I agree, some people like whole wheat, some people like italian loaves, and sometimes your wife is on Atkins, and if you try to give her bread, you may want to do it with a pair of boxing gloves- carbs have destroyed a lot of good relationships…
Sing and dance together and be joyous,
mom and dad are in the church choir and this is probably the only time that they are together singing joyously, and that is just as well… there is no dancing and that is just as well too…
but let each one of you be alone,
and that is why they have a two-story home with several bedrooms…
Even as the strings of a lute are alone
If my dad brings a lute in the house, well… I don’t think “yes dear” is going to save him…
though they quiver with the same music.
quiver is not the word I would choose, more like cower, perhaps falling to your knees and praying to God you make it out alive could be appropriate?
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping;
oh no! This would NEVER work. My dad- he loses things, sometimes he puts them in his shirt pocket and they fall out of his shirt pocket and into the lake when he is untying his boat from the dock-lost forever… My mom- she forgets where she puts things. Then she gets upset, then my dad has to try to remember to say “yes dear”. It’s messy… Best if they just hold on to their own stuff I think…
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
or a giant pill box with several medication times a day can contain your hearts, your knees, your blood pressure, your high cholesterol, etc…
And stand together yet not too near together;
if mom and dad are fighting, it’s best that one of them goes to see a movie or even out of town for a couple of days. This generally keeps the marriage running more smoothly. I think that true love is synonymous with the words- traveling sales job…
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
If by temple you mean bedroom, and by stand apart you mean separate then I think this works well in marriage. Never try to save money on bedrooms when buying a home with the one you love, save money on land, or location first… trust me on this one
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
oak tree and the cypress tree together in the same dirt is going to make for some roots getting tangled… That creates a whole host of problems that my pops could tell you all about…
I don’t want to seem like I don’t believe in love, or that marriage is a bad thing. I think that love is subjective. I think that love is about compromise and learning and listening. It’s about knowing that walking away, means staying to fight another day together. You don’t find that kind of love in the aisles of Walmart. You don’t reserve it for one night at a fancy restaurant. You cannot buy it at Zales. It is not meant to be sanctioned off for one day a year to express or to share. It isn’t red, white, pink, it’s all the colors, the grey areas especially. You get it if you are lucky and you keep it if you are smart, conscious, and patient. It’s knowing when to say “I won’t” and when to say “I do;” it’s knowing when to say “yes” and when to “no;” it’s knowing when to say something, and when to say nothing and just listen; it’s knowing when to say “I love you” and when to say “yes dear.”
Yes Dear Part IV
When I think about love, I think about my folks. They have been together for longer than most car manufacturers can go without a recall, and I think they define love for me. They are what I hope for in my quest for the guy to sit on the porch with someday on rocking chairs staring at the grandkids in the yard. They aren’t hanging all over each other, and baking pies, and smiling all the time. They aren’t the perfect Walmart or Zale’s definition of love. What they have is real love which I think is much better than poetic love. They respect each other. They listen to each other- most of the time. And when they don’t have anything nice to say, they say “yes dear.” I am fairly certain this line has saved my father’s life on numerous occasions. They enjoy each other, and sometimes they don’t, but they stick to it, and they share real love. My parents are my best friends, so I have heard both sides of the relationship, and I learn in those conversations. I learn how much bigger love is than just 2 people sometimes. Sometimes love has to embrace a family and be the glue that keeps them together. My parents’ love has shown me how important family is, loyalty, and listening. I have also learned how to shout, slam, pout, and sulk extremely well to boot!
Yes Dear Part III
I have heard conflicting stories on this Saint Valentine and the events historically associated with the holiday. February 14, 1929 marks one of the bloodiest mob scenes in Chicago. Al Capone had allegedly contracted a hit on a rival gang which killed 7 people. This marked the end of Capone’s gang opposition in Chicago, and also the day his adoring Chicago fans stopped adoring him and just wanted an end to the bootleg wars that plagued the city with violence.
There is also a Father Valentine that is supposed to be one of many Valentines canonized by the Catholic church. Father Valentine went against the Roman Emperor Claudius, who had banned marriage. Valentine would continue to marry young lovers, and was caught, convicted, and sentenced to death. He reportedly fell in love with the jailer’s daughter and on the day he was sentenced to die, he passed her a note that simply said, from your Valentine- I wonder if it had Buzz Lightyear on it? He was sentenced to death and died on February 14.
There is also the idea that Valentine’s Day began as the Lupercalia Pagan festival which occurred around the middle of February. This festival, among other things, consisted of animal sacrifices, and then slapping young maidens with animal skins soaked in blood. Well, nothing says love like bloody goat skin against your back…
Cupid was the Roman God of love and is considered the mascot of this holiday by many. I’m not sure how a 3,000-year-old baby who shoots arrows at people to make them fall in love has become so iconic in the celebration of love, but to each his own I suppose. So blood- red, sacrifice- money spent, and hearts- the animals’? I guess I can see how we got here?
This holiday generates nearly 14 million dollars annually for retailers. 14 million dollars, to say I love you! That’s a lot of money for red plastic buckets, Disney cards telling people they are cute, and Neko candy hearts that continue to encourage children that spelling really doesn’t matter- U R Cute…
Stay Tuned For Part IV