Oliver ,'Conviction (1)'
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And "O come all ye faithful, la la la la la la, o come ye, o come ye, la la la la" I may never stop rolling my eyes at this.
I laughed. Mostly because I know it all too well myself (I'm really, really bad with lyrics. Even to songs I really love. Give me 600 years of history to memorize, will do. A 14 lines poem/song? Not so much).
But yes, not counting them as religious songs is beyond me.
SNORFLE, Typo!
I'm an agnostic, but I love most carols. I can sing Silent Night in English and German (thanks, choir class!), and O Come All Yes Faitheful in English and Latin (choir class).
I've been tempted to filk, for the first time in a long time (general fantasy filk):
Silent night, Unholy night
Oh, last night, I killed a wight
Ran it through
with sword and might
Surrounded by zombies, rotting and wild
Like Cap'n Tightpants, I was thoroughly riled
Die, you bastards, you're through
Die, and just rot in your goo
I need more coffee...
(No offense intended; like I said, I think they're lovely songs. And yes, I know; Mal never killed zombie. BUT HE WOULD HAVE!!)
And yes, I know; Mal never killed zombie. BUT HE WOULD HAVE!!
I dunno. Reavers could be called zombies with better dress sense, eh?
bonny, thank you! The thought had passed my mind!
I thought until I was 14 that Mary was "round young virgin" a well fed virgin who was both a mother and a child.
This is so me! And I thought for a long time that another carol was about some guy named Augie Faithful!
Well, I really came here to bitch. But, I've just downed a pint of gluten-fee beer and my spelling may suffer.
I planned to go shopping at a large craft sale in Iowa City today to buy things for my Secret Santee and keeping with my "buy local" ethic. I got halfway there when something went mysteriously wrong with my car. It started making an awful noise and shaking and I pulled over. At first it wouldn't start again; so I called AAA. I had to wait an hour for a tow, in the rain. I was pissed because this is the 4th week in a row that I have had something go wrong with the damn car! And, I had just had it at Jiffy Lube for an oil change and they replaced the air filter, so I thought, they had screwed something up.
Finally, the tow guy gets there, he looks at my engine and says it all looks okay, but your passenger side front tire is blown, there's a big hole in it!
I guess that was the noise and the vibration. So, no AAA approved auto shops are open on Saturday in the Eastern Iowa Corridor area! So, he took me to Sears, which was at the big mall in Iowa City. The last place I wanted to be spending 3.5 hours waiting for my car. I now have 2 new front tires, yay? but have now spent a total of $1600 dollars on the damn car in one month!
So, that's my rant. Please resume normal Bitching.
Sorry for the car troubles, quester.
The pretty necklace I bought has arrived! I'm glad I bought it, for it is just as pretty as I hoped it would be. I'm wearing it right now AIFG.
Hola, Bitches!
I think it's kind of funny that you're talking about Christmas carols right now, as I ran across a few of those earlier when I was introducing Lloyd to the hymnal game I used to play during chapel and before church to entertain myself (it's much like the fortune cookie game). There was much horror and laughter.
Ryan has learned the Happy Birthday song. He spent a substantial portion of today (including about half an hour in his cot after waking up from his nap) singing happy birthday variously to:
One can only imagine his excitement once he discovers the celebrations that will accompany an actual birthday.
And yet there's no video ....
quester, car troubles suck. I'm glad that at least this time it was only tires. (Yeah, I know they are spendy enough, especially on top of everything else you have had to throw down your money for.)