We just got the first They Might Be Giants album on CD (I had it on tape long ago) and every time I see this thread title I keep getting "The Rabid Child" stuck in my head.
Hammer down... rabbit ears! Hammer down...rabbit ears!
Buffy: How bored were you last year? Giles: I watched 'Passions' with Spike. Let us never speak of it.
'Beneath You'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 24, 2008 9:01:58 am PDT #1165 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
tommyrot - Mar 24, 2008 9:14:35 am PDT #1166 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
What's the name of that album? (I don't remember if I have it.)
WindSparrow - Mar 24, 2008 9:19:44 am PDT #1167 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I just had two days off, and now I want to not have to go in to work. Blah!
Nora Deirdre - Mar 24, 2008 9:29:23 am PDT #1168 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
What's the name of that album? (I don't remember if I have it.)
It was self titled. It has Don't Let's Start and (She Was A) Hotel Detective on it.
The words I'm singing now
Mean nothing more than meow
To an animal
Wake up! And smell the cat food
In your bank account...
Jessica - Mar 24, 2008 9:31:20 am PDT #1169 of 10001
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?
D World destruction / Over an overture / N Do I need / Apostrophe t / Need this torture?
I used to have that as my tagline. LOVE that song.
tommyrot - Mar 24, 2008 9:34:21 am PDT #1170 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I have those two songs (I love "Don't Let's Start" to death), but I don't remember if I have that album or if I have some "early works of TMBG" album....
-t - Mar 24, 2008 9:37:18 am PDT #1171 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Oh, good earworms. A friend of mine once described TMBG as "like Calvin and Hobbes for your ears"
Aims - Mar 24, 2008 9:46:41 am PDT #1172 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
In the course of a conversation over the weekend, a friend of ours said that Em was "having emotional problems" to one of his co-workers he and I were talking with.
It took me about 3 hours before I thought, "What the...? HEY!"
Do I do an email smackdown or leave it? And of course now I'm paranoid that our friends think she's having emotional problems because she can throw right good fits. I was chalking it up the being three.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 24, 2008 9:50:12 am PDT #1173 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
And of course now I'm paranoid that our friends think she's having emotional problems because she can throw right good fits. I was chalking it up the being three.
Three is totally the fit throwing age. Do your friends have kids or know many people with kids?
Connie Neil - Mar 24, 2008 9:50:35 am PDT #1174 of 10001
brillig
I'm going to Vegas!
Found a terrific deal through Expedia to go the second week of May. We're staying at Planet Hollywood for three nights and going to the Dirk Arthur magic show at the Tropicana. I've never heard of him, but he's got big cats, the show was cheap, and you've got to go to a show in Vegas.
Gods, it's been over a decade since I've been in Vegas, and never as the destination itself. I feel so grown up. I'm going to need a nice caftan for pool lounging, because mine is not the kind of body I feel comfortable displaying poolside in Vegas. I've got scars on my shins that I don't feel like displaying. But lounging on a chaise with a glass of sangria and a book sounds delightful.
The primary goal of the trip is people watching, some gambling, looking at shops, and stuff. Hubby thinks it sounds dull, but he said, "This is your trip, set up what you want." So I'm going to play low-stakes blackjack, maybe some roulette, definitely penny-ante video poker, and observe the world outside of Utah. The only time I've set foot out of this state this entire century--scary to say it like that--was my MIL's funeral two years ago in Wyoming. And that doesn't count.