looney moon


43 Cartoon Theme Song Mashup | Ensemble ACJW

(Carnegie Hall)

1. Avatar: The Last Airbender 00:00
2. Transformers 00:14
3. Pokemon 00:17
4. Captain Planet 00:23
5. X-Men Evolution 00:27
6. Sailor Moon 00:35
7. Neon Genesis Evangelion 00:39
8. Powerpuff Girls 00:43
9. South Park 00:52
10. CatDog 00:56
11. G.I. Joe 01:03
12. Family Guy 01:08
13. Pinky and the Brain 01:15
14. Pink Panther 01:19
15. Dexter’s Laboratory & Rescue Rangers 01:24
16. Spiderman 01:37
17. Inspector Gadget 01:44
18. Adventure Time 01:54
19. Babar & Gummi Bears 02:03
20. Madeline 02:07
21. Smurfs 02:13
22. Doug & Rugrats 02:18
23. Care Bears 02:30
24. Dora the Explorer 02:34
25. Rocko’s Modern Life 02:39
26. Spongebob Squarepants 02:42
27. Futurama & Magic School Bus 02:47
28. Muppet Babies 02:53
29. The Simpsons 02:57
30. Hey Arnold! & Peanuts 03:02
31. He-Man (Masters of the Universe) 03:10
32. Dragon Ball Z Kai 03:12
33. Thundercats 03:18
34. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 03:23
35. Johnny Bravo 03:32
36. Anamaniacs 03:39
37. Tiny Toon Adventures 03:51
38. Goof Troop 03:56
39. Duck Tales 04:01
40. Bobby’s World 04:07
41. The Jetsons 04:12
42. The Flintstones 04:17
43. Looney Tunes 04:24

Cancer Woman, Taurus Man

My personal favourite (from Love Signs, by Linda Goodman), not the least because of the beautiful way she’s described the potential of this relationship. Almost poetic. Long read, but entirely worth it:

Imagine you are a huge rock, sitting high on top of a mountain. Nothing frightens you, or moves you. You’re so tough, the storms of thousands of years haven’t even scratched your surface, though they’ve worn away lesser rocks into helpless pebbles. Then one chilly day, an apparently harmless drop of water brightly splashes on you, and trickles its way into a deep crack in your center, which has been there since you were born, but has been overlooked by the rains and winds until now. What will you do?

You will do nothing. You, who have stood up against centuries of floods and tornadoes, have nothing to fear from one tiny drop of water. The next day, the thermometer drops to zero, and the drop of water freezes in your center. The freezing causes it to expand, and the expansion hurts you. Since nothing has ever before been able to weaken your strength, how do you feel about a drop of water which is expanding inside you, and threatening to crack you in two? 

A quiet little meditation like that will throw a great illumination on what it’s like to be an earthy, invulnerable Taurus man in love with a watery, gentle and sometimes Looney Moon Maiden. It can shake him to his foundations. But it’s too late. She’s already penetrated the secret place no one else has ever quite reached - his heart. Since a Bull’s heart is as strong as both his will and his back, he probably won’t break in half. But he’ll never again be the same, once this girl has enticed him to run along the beach under a midnight sky, in the zigzag directions of the Crab, crying and laughing - and feeling. Taurus knows all about touching, but feeling is a slightly different word. She’ll teach him all its meanings and synonyms.

The Taurus man is a slow starter in romance. Though he has an enormous capacity for love, it doesn’t burst into verbal or physical commitment overnight. Once it does blossom, however, it flowers beautifully, and usually permanently. Permanence is something the Moon Maiden needs, for all her whimsical emotional wanderlust. Like her, this man will not yield his complete self until the right woman arrives on the scene. He’ll take his good old time deciding, but his surrender, when it comes, is often instant, and his fidelity is eternal - if he isn’t pushed beyond great endurance by the incorrigible behavior of his partner.

The Bull is possessive (not quite the same thing as jealous) and his approach to love is likely to be solid, sensible and practical, seldom emotionally erratic, capricious or unduly enthusiastic - but cozy! Although the two of them are much alike in many ways, this is one where they may not be. A Moon Maiden can allow unfounded jealousy to torture her into moods of deep depression - or worse yet, a suspicious, bitter or clinging attitude that can infuriate a Bull. (The clinging he doesn’t mind so much, he may even enjoy it - the suspiciousness he can do without.) Her active imagination sometimes causes her to develop fears which, although based more on fantasy than fact, can bring on floods of tears, and a touch of hysteria. It sounds hopeless, but it isn’t really. In fact, not many Sun Sign combinations have as much hope for success as Taurus and Cancer, once they know who they are, and where they’re going.

Taurus already pretty much knows that about himself. He’s more inclined to keep an even keel regarding their differences than she is. The Cancer woman instinctively reflects the moods around her. Sometimes all that reflecting creates an eclipse of her true self. It’s not easy for a Moon Maid to know who she is, and where she’s going, although she has an uncanny sense of the feelings and intentions of others.

The Bull might say to her, “I don’t understand you. You say you love me, but you spend all your time running around [and keeping busy]. You don’t need me. I’m just in the way around here.” Now, she may perceive what the problem is. He’s hurt, because he’s not getting the attention he needs, the pats on the head and affectionate hugs and kisses he hungers for, to make him feel securely loved. However, lacking her Lunar sensitivity, he may not understand how much she needs all her busy activities - as well as her world of dreams - so she can reflect back into life all the things she absorbs by living it. It should be  obvious, then, who must make the first move to wave the olive branch. That would, of course, be her.

Still, her attempts at making up with him can seem a little vague and devious to the direct, uncomplicated Bull. It confuses him. How is he to interpret her message when she tucks a baked apple under his pillow, or leaves a sentimental poem under his wet cake of soap, in the shower? It stuck to the paper, obliterating the words, and for all he knows, it could be a farewell note. She should just come right out and say, “I do need you, and I can’t live without you, and the reason I scoot around all the time is because…” etc. and so on. Then she should prove she means it in a physical way - the only language a Taurus man understands. Simple. Plain. Honest. Down to Earth. And sensual. He doesn’t like to be teased. No Bull likes to be teased.

Their sexual compatibility is usually excellent. She may now and then wish he’d be a little less clumsy with his romantic jokes, and a little more delicate in his verbal expressions of passion. But on the whole, the Taurus sense
of touch is as refined and delicate as anyone could ask. His masculine virility can coax this uncertain girl out of her shell, with the promise of the kind of fulfillment most women only read about in novels. The Bull will give the Moon Maiden a feeling of being snugly loved, … and warmly desired.

The Taurus man will lavish enough affection on the Cancerian woman, to banish the fears she’s accumulated since childhood that nobody really wants or needs her because most people are more capable in every way than she. He does. He wants her, and he needs her. And he’ll show it in unmistakable ways, if she’ll let him. It’s difficult for this lady to resist real love when it’s offered with the kind of sincerity Taurus love is offered. In return, she’ll adore him madly (with an emphasis on the madness, during the Full Moon) and probably never leave him - unless he places her in the middle in a fuss with her family. Then he may lose her for a while. But she’ll return to her Bull when the Moon changes (assuming he apologizes, of course). Since he’s so stubborn, the reconciliation may never occur if she doesn’t understand, and forgive him before he asks to be forgiven. He won’t beg.

She is so changeable - or is she fickle? He is so patient - or is he obstinate? Which is it? The true answer depends on which way they look at it: 

While he’s wearing his Taurean blinders, it’s impossible for him to see the truth about anything, so he appears bull-headed.

While she’s gazing into her Lunar mirror, the truth is sometimes distorted, so her emotions appear to fluctuate unreliably. 

But when the issues are cloudy, they can always find their way back to each other, through the mist, if they meditate on this ancient wisdom: Seek the truth, and the truth shall set you free.

What is the real truth? Love. Unselfish and forgiving love. The genuine kind.

looneymoon  asked:

Do you play any instruments?

I play guitar, but unfortunately have been out of practice for one reason or another. (if you look carefully you might be able to find a bit of me playing waaaay back on the blog somewhere.)

In the past I have had some experience playing the colonial snare drum, and I learned a bit of keyboard back in middle school. But yeah, it’s been mainly the guitar.