Monthly Archives: December 2010

sotd 12.14.10

Another one I first heard played as part of the Christmas music rotation at work. I’m pretty sure if you look up the word “melancholy” and cross-reference it with “Christmas” this is the only hit you’d get.

“Winter Song” / Ingrid Michaelson and Sara Bareilles (2008)

 

sotd 12.13.10

Part of me feels as if I’m somehow degrading the great Harry Belafonte by following up “The Banana Boat Song” with this little number but the other part of me can’t stop singing “And after the party is the hotel lobby…”

“Ignition (remix)” / R. Kelly (2002)

sotd 12.12.10

Oh, I miss the Muppet Show.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jpg-KIKD5gU

(And without the interruptions:)

“The Banana Boat Song (Day-O)” / Harry Belafonte (1956)

On wedding registries.

First, I’m an idiot: why did I decide that I needed to go to The World’s Busiest Shopping Center on noon on a Saturday to pick up a wedding gift? Oh, girl, someone must’ve slipped a crazy pill into my morning corn flakes.

Second, despite the crazy lines and wall-to-wall shopping carts, I managed to complete a successful shopping trip. Here’s why:
1. I wrote out exactly what I was looking for, including the bridal registry number. The thought of printing out 394833 pages only to have the cashier scan one tiny little box on page 83 just made me ill. Way to go, Store That Shall Remain Nameless Because The Gift Recipient Is Probably Reading This, for making it easy on me and Mother Nature.

2. I was able to find said item without consulting the help of an employee! Major bonus points for this one. Also, many many many boxes of Said Item were easily available, at the price I saw online. Triple super awesome.

3. Said Item is basically awesome, and something I’ve always wanted for myself. This is the greatest part about gift registries, isn’t it? And I can’t be the only one who just goes down the list and finds something that she actually wants for herself so that she can live vicariously through the recipient, right? Right? I mean, if the couple didn’t actually want the item, they wouldn’t have registered for it… right? I hope so. Right.

 

 

 

New Poll: Christmas music!

PollDaddy doesn’t like it when I try to create an open-ended poll question, so imma just ask it here:

Assuming, of course, you listen* to such things: What is your favorite Christmas song?

I’m a sucker for Christmas music (in moderation, as with most things), and I’d love to read what others like (or, hell, dislike) too. Kindly reply to this post with your answer, gentle readers.

 



*Voluntarily and/or willingly, I mean. I’m not sure there’s anyone in this country who doesn’t listen to Christmas music this time of year, as it’s basically forced on anyone who listens to the radio or shops outside the home – whether they like it or not.

poll results, pt. trois: The Good Life

Here is the third part of my “what do you want to read about?” poll: write a completely made-up entry about made up things. Thanks for being patient.


It really bothers me when people ask how I can know some things – what television is, for example – and not know others – like who this “sponge bob” person is. Quit thinking so hard about it! That’s just how it is, people.

And you know – maybe it is just a “people thing” – when I talk to Mo about The Real Housewives, he doesn’t stop me and ask how I know what a housewife is. He just listens to my story. I mean, he usually has a wad of hay in his mouth, but he’s not interrupting me. Actually, now that I think about it, I’m not sure Mo knows what a housewife is. He’s probably just being polite.

Mo’s a good guy. A little slow on the uptake sometimes, but an overall cool cat.

You call this a fancy feast? Gross.

Ugh. Cats. I know what they are. No thank you. Why would you want something that enormous and loud running all over your living space, unrestricted? And don’t get me started on their food. I see these things eating sloppy piles of goo on television all the frickin’ time. Disgusting! Try some kale sometime, cat!

Oh – where was I? Right. How I know what I know. Well, I’d be lying to you if I said I didn’t get some of my information from the TV – it’s how I know about The Real Housewives and the cat food and the great explorers in Human History, like Columbus and Dora. But overall, I’d like to think that I’m a pretty observant fella. I mean, it’s hard not to be, when so much is happening around you and above you all the time.

Sometimes I think that Mo doesn’t really like all the happenings. He’s always trying to make a break for it. When they pick us up and let us run around, he heads for the sofa every single time! Me, I’m okay with staying on the sponge bob blanket. There’s a whole lot to take in from there, trust me. I can hear them chopping carrots in the Food Room, I can smell the fresh hay that’s in the big bag in the closet, and I can watch the servants scrubbing out our living space and making everything fresh and clean.

Haha, I’m just kidding. I know they’re not really our servants, but they do bring us our food, clean up after us, and run to get us carrots when we let out a little squeak every once in awhile. They let us have the run of the TV Room every day, and after Mo calms down they’ll let us take a little nap in their sweatshirts while they watch the Wizard of Dr. Oz. Oh, man, I really love it when the blond one wears the the Usctrojans one – it’s so soft.

So regardless of what I know and how I know it, I’m sure of one thing:

Life is pretty good.

sotd 12.09.10

Sometimes the size of the rock under which I (apparently) spend most of my time is astounding. Like, I had no idea this was a popular song – until very recently, I thought it was just another song in the Background Music rotation at work. “Oh, this is catchy!” I’d think. “It sounds like that Michael Buble person about whom I know nothing other than he sings songs and is Canadian.”

The video is cute. Worth watching

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AJmKkU5POA

“Haven’t met you yet” / Michael Bublé (2009)

sotd 12.08.10

Took me, oh, 28 years to figure out what they were saying. Still not sure I get it.

“She’s about a mover” / Sir Douglas Quintet (1964)

p.s. That hair? The dude with the maracas? Yes and yes.

sotd 12.07.10

fun fun fun fun song! This one goes out to Carynn and Jamil 😉

“Grace Kelly” / Mika (2006)