Garçons de Beastie

 

"Got To Do It Like This, Like Chachi And Joanie
'Cuz She's The Cheese And I'm The Macaroni."

Seriously. That is some excellent song writing there.*

One of the problems with being a so-called GenX'r (bleh), is that our iPod is only about 50% kid-friendly. If that. (Of course, the definition of "kid friendly" can be somewhat fluid as well... for instance, despite an absolute lack of any significantly offensive lyrics, The Husband is of the opinion that "Firework", or for that matter any Katy Perry song, is not Kid Appropriate. Or, indeed, Human Appropriate.)

So when the Husband decided to buy the latest Beastie Boys single.... well, you know: BLOCKED.

Or rather, it should be blocked. Instead what we do is wait for an inappropriate song to come on and then make a sort of mad, arms-flailing, cartoon-slow-motion-craziness dash across the room for the remote, so as to click it forward a song Before It's Too Late.  Because with over 4500 songs on the 'Pod, I just can't be bothered to go through each and every one and label it "Ok For Kids".

I'm a bad mom, right?

New Beastie Boys movie/video is here: VIDEO. Totally inappropriate if you are A) easily offended by language, B) easily offended by mindless vandalism/illegal actions/general stupidity or C) easily offended by bodily fluids. Totally hilarious if you are A) a 40 year old man.  Mildly entertaining for everyone else.

Just thought I'd share.

I couldn't be bothered to write about the blouse I'm working on.

 

*In the interest of not being totally and pointlessly offensive to a large portion of the general readership, I won't quote the rest of the lyrics from "Get It Together"... although it is an excellent song.  If you're going retro with the tunes and you don't have "Ill Communication" you could do worse.  Just saying.  Also, slightly depressed that an album I bought when it came out is “going retro”.  But there you have it.

Oooo, Now I Get To TALK About My Favorite Subject…. Me.

Ok, so Tanit-Isis (rather bravely) posted up her participation in a new meme regarding one of my very favoritest topics: dialect.  I love this!  Not only do you get to hear people talk in different dialects and accents, but you also get to hear the (hopefully) charming voices of some heretofore aurally mysterious bloggers.  Coolio! 

Basically this all adds up to you, yes YOU, being subjected… er… I mean, allowed to listen to my rambling insanity.  As opposed to just reading it.  Lucky lucky YOU!  Right?

(Warning: I talk really fast.  This is me talking slowly.  Just saying.)

(Also, yes I know my glasses are jacked up.  I can’t get new glasses until next week when our new insurance kicks in.  Meantime, I’m Crazy Glasses Girl.  Really.  No need to tell me.  Again.)

The words are:

Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught

And these are the questions:

What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

 

I really hope everyone joins in on this one!  C’mon! You know you want to.  Copy and paste.  Get out that video camera.  You can do it!  Go team!

Wow.  Too much caffeine today.

edit: ‘K, so Big In Japan at least should know that I’m pretty much always that excited to talk about something… er… anything, as long as I’m talking.  I’m whatcha might call A Talker.  Big shocker, I know.

edit revisited: so yesterday we had a slight sprinkle of rain while it was sunny and my mother announces, “Hey, it’s a sunshower!” out of the blue.  I have never heard this before but she insisted this was a totally normal thing for her to say.  Weirdness.  And re: T.P.ing a house… that is a pretty normal North American thing to do, usually by high-school students.  The trick to clean up (in case you ever need to): light one end of the toilet paper with a lighter and the whole streamer should go up in a puff of ash.  Not recommended in extreme drought, but otherwise pretty safe.  And waaaay easier than picking it all up.

I Swear, Diet Sunkist Almost Came Out My Nose

You know how sometimes you’re just aimlessly surfin’ the webs and something strikes you?  I mean, not literally jumps out of the screen and smacks you in the face (that would be a little too “Poltergeist” for me), but makes you just sit up and LAUGH?

Case in point:

This photo came up in BBC News’ “A Day In Pictures” segment.

And I quote:

“There were 5,000 police officers on duty, with more than 900 along the wedding route.  Most were in uniform, but some were in plain clothes, mixing with the crowd.”

Plain clothes in London has gotten significantly weirder than I expected.