I went back to find the TAR talk, and found this as well:

Announcement: I have been earwormed with the Alanis version of My Humps all weekend long. Including breaking into song in front of my deeply confused in-laws.

Ha! I was totally singing it all weekend, too! Good times. It was actually a very Buffista-looking gathering, since usually at least two people were on their laptops at any given time. There was a great deal of YouTube-ing.

I am so sad and pop-culture-ignorant.* I have NO idea what the real version of "My Humps" sounds like, or even who performs it.

I'm glad there's wireless access in this cave.

*(As if my tagline didn't reveal how completely uncool I am.)

Fergie, Steph. She is a menace. I can't stand how much I enjoy her songs, because she's terrible.

Julio called me five times today. On the fifth time he got through. Do I still want to meet, he asked. Who are you? I replied. Do you still want to meet was all he could repeat. Finally he said "About the bail bond thing."

I counted. There are 11 words in my voicemail outgoing message. Two of them are my first name.

Do people really pay that little attention? He even paged me through the voicemail system, which is just annoying.

Fergie, Steph

My Humps is Fergie too? My god, that woman is the queen of "Nobody understands what the fuck I'm singing about, but they're pretty sure it's about sex."

(Signed, Still Doesn't Know What The Hell The London Bridge Is Supposed To Be, Also, Why Is It The Tower Bridge In The Video?)

I don't know the original - but I am earwormed by it.

Fergie /= Duchess of York and WW spokeswoman. I have to remind myself of this everytime the name comes up.

Do people really pay that little attention?

Yes. There have been phases where I got multiple extended messages for some kind of business office -- once some money manager or something, once a doctor.

My Humps is Fergie too? My god, that woman is the queen of "Nobody understands what the fuck I'm singing about, but they're pretty sure it's about sex."

Yes. At least "My Humps" is clear! I mean, I may not know how someone's going to get love drunk off my humps, but "Whatcha gonna do with all that ass inside them jeans?/I'ma make make make make you scream" is fairly explicit, no?

Fergie isn't Colin either, for those of you keeping track.

But she is, I think, in Project Terror, if I don't mistake my really ugly women.

There have been phases where I got multiple extended messages for some kind of business office

I got a few of these on my home voicemail, and half of that outgoing message is in French. So you're right, and I should have known.