Yesterday I remembered my favorite kids’ song of all time.
I would like to visit the moon
on a rocket ship high in the air
yes, I’d like to visit the moon
but I don’t think I’d like to live there
well, I’d like to look down at the Earth from above
but I’d miss all the places and people I love
so although I may go there for one afternoon
I don’t want to live on the moon
I’d like to travel under the sea
I could meet all the fish everywhere
I would travel under the sea
But I don’t think I’d like to live there
I might stay for a day there if I had my wish
but there’s not much to do when your friends are all fish
and an oyster and clam aren’t a real family
so I don’t want to live in the sea
I’d like to visit the jungle, hear the lions roar
go back in time and meet a dinosaur
there’s so many strange places I’d like to be
but none of them permanently
So if I should visit the moon
I will dance on a moonbeam, and then
I will make a wish on a star
And I’ll wish I was home once again
Though I’d like to look down at the Earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I may go, I’ll be coming home soon
‘Cause I don’t want to live on the moon
Yes, I don’t want to live on the moon
Tomorrow’s the Hudson Valley Pride March & Festival… tonight, now that I’m home from the Board of Directors’ wine and cheese reception tonight, is sending out a last-minute eblast, and cleaning the house, and finishing the alterations to my T-shirt if I have time, and wishing I had the time to make example crafts for the kids’ booth tomorrow, and also making believe I’m not tired.
I’ve got my Ipod on random, and it’s so much fun to have each song be something I do a double take on, and say, “Hey, I love that song!” (No, that has not yet gotten old.) That’s giving me energy. On the drive down to New Paltz tomorrow, I’ll play some fun activist type music, maybe. I keep meaning to make a playlist that would include songs like these:
And several other songs I love that, one way or another, remind me of the need/hope/power for change that are a big part of why I’m an activist. Since I won’t get to that tonight, though, maybe I’ll pull out my copy of the Indigo Girls’ double album 12 O’Clock Curfews, which is both their best album and one of my favorite live rock concerts. There’s a great energy in that show, and it’s the right kind for Pride day.
Or I might just keep the Ipod on random. Oh, here’s another song I like!
I love Pride, even though the whole damn thing is exhausting when you’re one of about ten people responsible for making it all happen. I’m actually looking forward to the drive, as a time to sit down and not work. That’s how you know I need those days off I get next week.
Whew! Back to it. Or maybe I’ll sit here just a little… longer…