Zoe ,'Bushwhacked'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am not yet suicidal enough to think about motoring in Rome, but we may see.
I consider driving in Lisbon also to be suicidal, although I suppose it's homicidal for natives, given the number of horrific car crashes and fatalities I saw while belted into the passenger seat.
Okay, see -- my mother just found out (YESTERDAY) that the Beatles may have done drugs (she wonders why it's not made a big deal of), and although she has heard of Rick James (unlike my father), she didn't know he was black.
falls over laughing
My parents have blind spots to other stuff.
They have no funk. My mother is now trying to sing Petula Clark. She's never heard Brickhouse. George Clinton means nothing to her.
And still, more with it than my parents, especially my father.
And still, more with it than my parents, especially my father.
My mother and father are funkless.
Thank god.
Broadway marquees are dimming their lights for one minute tonight in homage to Jerry Orbach.
My father likes to listen to the Kingston Trio and Willie Nelson. He has no funk. My mother prefers Barbra Streisand and show tunes, but liked the laid-back mix CD of Poi Dog Pondering I burned for her, so she has some potential for smooth-jazz-like funk.
It's my husband's contention that S&G were destroyed mainly for being inhospitable to strangers.
This is the interpretation I learned in Hebrew school.
My mom is pretty funky for a mom. She makes up for it though by treating google like my magic talent.
My parents have no funk, but a fair amount of pop culture awareness (see earlier reference to LL Cool J). Most of it is 10 years out of date, but they try.
My mother and father are funkless.
Thank god.
Amen. Happily, my parents are the one set of liberal socially-conscious democrats in the family, yet were born too soon to have joined the flower children and done anything remotely scandalous before old fogey-tude set in. It's the best of both worlds!
Timelies all!
The visit with my parents(who are very much funk-less) was pretty good, although I was quite happy to go back home by the end.(That's normal for a visit of longer than 36 hours) My Adorable Nephew(who is referred to as "the prince" by my mom) is still quite adorable and rambunctous.