I went to see Derek Webb over the weekend, and brought back his two disks that had come out since I last saw him well over two years ago: I See Things Upside Down (his newest album) and The House Show, a live recording including songs from various parts of his career. I brought them into work to put onto my computer and listen to here (I've already got a few other albums and am slowly adding more to my files here), and the cases were sitting on my desk which I have just moved to the back of the office since a higher ranking person recently came in and claimed the front-of-the-office desk at which I'd been sitting. (Which is fine, 'cause now SHE will have to deal with most of the friggin' Reservists when they come in with dumb questions or urgent-because-they-procrastinated demands. No offense to general Reservists.. There is a stark difference between Active Duty and Reservists, and Reservists are all well and good as long as they stay out of our offices the same way that Target Customers, when I worked at Target, were all well and good as long as they came in, behaved themselves well, asked nicely if they needed help, bought their items, and left. The moment they started getting snippity or frequenting the customer service/returns counter, they were not looked on as kindly by me or my fellow employees. Such is similar to how it is in any company or situation that involves customer service.. the Navy's pay office looks on the rest of us with disdain, I'd imagine, because we all have the same dumb questions or last-minute demands, and I'm sure their pay heads look at all the pay branches similarly. So, since in this command the main 'customers' are Reservists, they are the brunt of our whining and complaining.)

Anyway, back to the story. Cheif comes over to see how my move was going while I was in the middle of printing out the weekends' message traffic. She picked up the CD cases and read out loud the album title and the track listing on the back of the House . "Faith My Eyes," she read, and on down through the great variety of sentiments expressed through the titles. "Lover, Intro To Wedding Dress, Wedding Dress.. Oh, I bet that Wedding Dress one is a lovely song!"

Bless her heart.

For those of you unfamiliar with his music, I highly recommend you check it out. Wedding Dress can be found both on the House Show CD (Which includes the intro) and on his She Must And Shall Go Free album. Either would be a great addition to your collections. Or both, better yet.

For those of you familiar with this particular song, snicker with me. While it is a song I very much like, Lovely is not exactly the word I would use to describe it, especially not the version of Lovely my Chief in particular was thinking of when she read off the song titles. She was thinking of flowers and lace and church bells ringing. Wedding Dress (as penned and performed by Derek, anyway) is not exactly that side of the frills and happy.

Oh, bless her little heart. (This, by the way, must be said with a very, very thick southern accent. And no, I have not yet said it out loud in any serious context. Though once I start making fun of an expression I'm more likely to translate it over into my regular vocabulary, which is rather disturbing.)