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Friday, June 8


Yeah, I had a proper Friday post in mind, but I spent my blogging time today discussing theology with my imaginary playmates.

Okay, okay…the truth? The dog ate it. And that was pretty traumatic for me because my dog died 30 years ago.

Stupid Puppydog Heaven.


Comment from EW1(SG)
Time: June 9, 2007, 6:19 am

Why is the needle in my cosmological truthometer suddenly bent?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 9, 2007, 10:27 am

Had a little tramp in the woods! And it rained! And I got wet!

Check it out: live Loch Ness cam.

Found this at numchuckskills blog.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 9, 2007, 4:54 pm

See? I’m not the only weasel that sleeps the weekend away:


Fresh from my inbox, a warm, wriggly pile of five stinky ferrets, somewhere in the South of England. Say it with me! Awwwwww…

Comment from Lokki
Time: June 9, 2007, 9:24 pm

I woke up late this morning, happily hung-over with the Beatle’s It’s Been A Hard Day’s Night running through my brain.

While soaking in a hot tub with a cool glass of the-hair-of-the-dog®, I started musing about the lack of Working-Man’s song for the current generation.

I’ve thought of a couple, although McGoo will probably have to supply the rest of the lyrics:

(With apologies to Tennessee Ernie Ford and his rendition of Load 16 Tons)

You code 66 lines and what do you get?
Another stock option and deeper in debt

Another –
I’ve been working at McDonald’s all the live-long day
I’ve been working at McDonald’s muttering “Have a Nice Day”
Can’t you hear the fryer beeping – Who eats fries so early in the morn?
Can’t you hear the speaker squawking “Dammit! Don’t blow your horn!

Dinah, blow your horn

Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 9, 2007, 11:05 pm

My day really sucks! (Based on “My Favorite Things”, with abject apologies to Richard Rodgers)

Wake up and dress up
I’ll pass on the shower
Cell-phone and laptop –
Ah shit! Are they powered?
Swap out the batt’ries –
I’ll charge in the car!
Get through the traffic
It ain’t all that far.

Movin’ and textin’
One hand does the steering
Scanning my mail while
The traffic is veering
Horns they be honkin’
I’m pwnd by a truck
Grazing a curbside
I make it to work.

Lobby and staircase
They blur going by me
Cubicle beckons
My boss has not spied me
Punch ‘on’ my monitor
Boot up the disk
Check my damned messages
See who’s most pissed.

Customer’s howling
I’ll have to placate them
Test results missing
I’ll have to back-date them
Fudging my attitude
Smiling outside
Dreaming and plotting
To skin my boss’ hide!

When you job sucks
When your week blows
When your pard’s a jerk
Then simply remember
Not too long ago —
you chose this work!

Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 9, 2007, 11:21 pm

Aw-shit. That should be “When YOUR job sucks”

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 10, 2007, 7:14 am

Okay, you asked for it. This positively cries out for White Collar Holler. Sorry, my music-playing dingus apparently won’t work in the comments; you’ll have to download it (1.8M) yourself.

Poor old Stan Rogers. I’d worry about getting sued, but he died in a terrible Air Moose accident in the ’80s. More than half his albums were released posthumously.

Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: June 10, 2007, 10:00 am

Death by Air Moose. The horror…

Comment from Gnus
Time: June 10, 2007, 10:36 am

If baby gooses are goslings, how come baby mooses are not moslings?


Comment from Dawn
Time: June 10, 2007, 10:51 am

I had to wikipedia Stan Rogers. And oh…now I get it Air Moose = Air Canada. I really have no imagination. Looks like old Stan Rogers died a hero. Someone should write a folk song about him.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 10, 2007, 10:56 am

He was an egregious lefty, as all folk singers are, but good if you like that sort of thing. Which, heaven help me, I do.

I’ve always thought Will Farrel’s SNL character Marty Culp was based on Stan Rogers. You know, the bald, bearded music teacher guy. They look and sound exactly alike.

Comment from Dawn
Time: June 10, 2007, 11:26 am

I googled something I shouldn’t have again and now I have learned way to much about the musical duo of Mark Wayne and Lorna Lambey. Why can’t the Internet be used for good?

Comment from Dawn
Time: June 10, 2007, 11:37 am

PIMF – way too much

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: June 10, 2007, 11:42 am

And now, of course, I’ve googled it too. This is revenge for the religion thread, isn’t it?

Comment from Dawn
Time: June 10, 2007, 12:05 pm


Comment from EW1(SG)
Time: June 13, 2007, 1:37 am

Air Moose?

Folk singers?

Valdy, Folk Singer Deluxe. With Side of Fries, and the Hometown Band.

And a little less retro would be Lyndia Scott. Damn cute too. Although I don’t think my wife would let me keep her around the house.

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