What is today anyway? Jen says it's called BC Day, but what it is called in the rest of the country? For you unfortunate non-Canadians, we have a long weekend Monday today, but in typical Canadian fashion, nobody knows exactly why. All I know is, I don't have to go to work today.
I looked on the calendar and it says Civic Holiday, but I think it has a different name in each province. I can't remember what it's called in Alberta. Is it Heritage Day? Or is that the one we get in February which nobody else gets? (hehe) What is today called where you live?
Today's not a religious holiday, is it?
Just in case it is, here's some more Jesus stuff, because I wouldn't want to piss off any deities:
The lovely and talented Weakerthans have a very fitting song for today - A New Name for Everything. I am always astounded by how full of literary devices their lyrics are. You can certainly tell that John K Samson has a publishing background and loves words.
Check out these lyrics:
"A New Name For Everything"
When the bus shelter windows and napkin dispensers suprise,
with distorted reflections, it's never the someone you're hoping to recognize.
When the rent is too high living here between reasons to live,
and you can't sleep alone and your memories groan, and the borders of night start to give.
When you can't save cash or conviction;
you're broke and you're breaking - a tired shoelace or a wave.
So long past, past-due.
A new name for everything.
When the one-ways collude with the map that you folded wrong,
and the route you abandoned is always the path that you probably should be upon.
When the bottle-cap ashtrays and intimate's ears are all full,
with results of your breath and the threads of your fear are unfurled with the tiniest pull.
One more time, try.
Stand with your hands in your pockets and stare at the smudge on a newspaper sky,
and ask it to rain a new name for everything.
Fire every phrase.
They don't want to work for us anymore.
Dot and Dash our days.
Make your face the flag of a semaphore.
All you won't show.
The boxes you brought here and never unpacked are still patiently waiting to go.
So put on those clothes you never grew into,
and smile like you mean it for once.
If you come back, bring a new name for everything
A new name for everything - the Weakerthans (Reconstruction Site)
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