erika, odds are good the parents won't be able to understand the lyrics. So maybe the message will go over their heads. Owen LOVES Holiday. He rocks out to it.
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I think the things they'd be most likely to pick up on and object to would be the occasional profanity.
If they catch onto the politics themselves (rather than someone else mentioning it), it'll be during Holiday's reference to the Eiffle Tower.
This is, of course, assuming they themselves ever hear any of it.
Heck, I wouldn't notice the politicalness of a song unless someone pointed it out to me. As much as I like poetry and metaphor and even bluntness, I never really pay that much attention to song lyrics (unless it's Broadway show tunes), I'm all about the melody, harmony and just losing myself in the flow of the song.
Job~ma for Susan and P-C.
Also, Happy Anniversary, juliana and Zach!
Job~ma to P-C! (Gave it to Susan yesterday...need to spread around that ~ma!)
Happy Anniversary, j and Z!
Just got off the phone with my parents. They've gotten a LOT of rain and their power was out for about 12 hours, but they're fine. Also, the power came back on while I was talking to them. That was kinda cool.
Nicole, I know exactly where Corinth is (I use the Hardee's there as a restroom stop in between Memphis and Florence, Ala.). From the sounds of it, that area got a lot of rain just like my parents.
I just went to a free lunch that local caterers put on to pimp their food. Curry bar with rice, beef, shrimp, veggies, and chicken; spring roll station with lobster, duck, and veggie options. Mini-pizzas with deliciousness (chorizo+caramelized onions, prociutto+goat cheese+kalamata olives). Passed hors d'oerves- risotto cakes, lobster salad on brioche rounds, fresh mozzeralla with roasted tomato and pepper. Couple tastes of wine and a bailey's laced coffee with real whipped cream, and - I kid you not- deep fried cheesecake.
Nap now, please.
Nora, I had a really nice lunch (homemade carrot soup and almonds) and now I want yours. Curse you.
Small beef with the models, though -- stand up straight! We can all do that thing where we stick one hip out to the side and it makes us look thinner, but I want to know what the dress actually looks like, which would be better demonstrated if you just stood there!
Not that it's confined to them. Every clothing site has the models bent over or twisted around or standing on their heads for no reason at all except to keep me from actually judging the dress!
Wow, it got late while I was ranting.
LJ, your lunch sounds quite awesome as well.
Mine was not so much a lunch as an epicurian free for all.
Mine is bologna. Which is fine, but I could feel deprived on a dime. I'm sort of from zero-oppressed in 5.3 seconds lately.