My favorite song by him is Let's Dance. It reminds me of my first year in the U.S.; it brings a mental scrapbook of so many memories that will eventually serve as a springboard of my new life in my new country. When I am feeling a little less than AGOL-y and his CD his nearby, I listen to Cat People for this line: And I've been putting out fire with gasoline... Dawn French as a vicar (in British sitcom The Vicar of Dibley) described him as being married to an insect. Yes, Iman is extremely thin by today's standards, but she is incredibly beautiful and a gentle force to be reckoned with. You cannot be married to David Bowie and be a wallflower especially when he looks better in drag than several women I know.
Role-played Filipino maid the latter part of today. There was something satisfying about washing the floors, vacuuming corners, laundering the slipcovers and rugs. Stopped and took a long walk with Cabal during a self-scheduled break. The weather was heavenly - much cooler and hardly any humidity. Blue sky was everywhere with the sun happily shining.
Giggled with Angie a couple of different times over the phone and was a victim of Trish from San Francisco's devilish nature in Facebook. She knew she was getting a call from me. Poor girl sounded like a transsexual with her cold/cough, but nothing deters her from a little mischievousness. I love that kind of tenacity about her. We giggled, too.
Now off to another of my Filipino maid duties: regular laundry. Ay, naku!
Get more Bowie fix at: David Bowie on the Web and David Bowie Art
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