Whatever the choice, it must be sung by chipmonks accompanied by John Fahey.
I now relinquish the thread to the prurient, blasphemous, and cloacal.
prurient, blasphemous, and cloacal
The reindeer you don't hear about.
Is now the time to bring out the link to the Love-Making Jesus (YRBHNBAW)?
Mr. President, your link does not work.
Clearly too vanilla for the mineshaft.
6: lacking in cock jokes but in every other respect, excellent.
And once again, the Love-Making Jesus.
I just heard my friend-from-childhood's younger brother's band on the radio, which is the first time I have ever heard them on the radio, playing a Christmas song, a very oddball one.
I like Grandaddy. They're played on the independent station here (not the college station; a separate non-commercial thingy).
I dug it because nobody ever makes Alan Parsons Project references in my vicinity, and they used to be my favorite band circa 8th grade -- I wonder how those kids from Grandaddy even know about them, I thought they had vanished completely by 1985 or so -- and because Jer Egenberger's little brother plays drums for them.
(Re. my Parsons Project fandom -- I have a feeling this was an early instance of a recurring theme in my life, viz. the search for something to be fanatically into. And better something that other people are not crazy about the same way -- I didn't want to be a Beatlemaniac (or the equivalent for my time frame), I wanted to be a collector of 78s (or the etc.) I tracked down nearly all of APP's albums, and listened to them all the time for a year or so, before I went off in search of a new and different fad.
Well the rural blues have been an ongoing fad for like 7 or 8 years now, and possibly transcended that status... it all started with my listening to Jim Kweskin and the Jug Band in 1998 or thereabouts, and flipping out over Maria Muldaur's performance of John Hurt's "Richland Woman Blues". Vassar Clemens (Clements?) is a fad of mine for maybe a year now.
15: Pynchon, or haven't you been paying attention?
17 -- I took it he was asking about music.
Is it only music? My co-blogger was on about wine for awhile; now he's on about chocolate. He has good chocolate with him whenever he comes by. The whole thing is fun to watch, and I always learn something new when he gets a new interest. ("Do you know why Americans don't eat good chocolate?")
Right, ok: It is not only music.
19: I wasn't specifically asking about music, actually, but I can understand why you interpreted it that way. Of course, my intentions are irrelevant, yadda, yadda.
I didn't see 17 when I posted 20, hence some confusion, I think.
12-13: We're two of a kind, Clownæ and I.
I identify myself strongly as a dillettante. The fad stuff relates to this -- it is a dismissive way of thinking about the things I am enthusiastic about.
Of course, I couldn't say why he and I are gemini.
24 -- well I always assumed, what with you being My Alter Ego and all.
(Sorry, no, I'm a Tauroid.)
Astrology is psychobabble, all psychobabble.
24 -- but actually: did you mean (a) you dug the Grandaddy song, (b) you liked the APP, or (c) you go in search of things to be a fan of? Or all three? I have already noted with interest that you share with me the quality of being married to an older woman.
30: Mostly (b), partly (c). Plus (as Standpipe would explain) I was looking to make a few Alan Parsons Project references in your vicinity.
30: Perhaps it's all about the older woman calling you "grandaddy," IYKWIM.
Cool. But 24 itself is more of a Syd Barrett reference, right?
35: While the children laughed
I was always afraid
of the smile of the Clownæsthesiologist
Just one minute more, then I'll walk right through that door.
Anyhoo, I'm outta here for now. 'Til next time.
16: Kweskin was part of an evil cult, so we should keep a close watch on Clownae in the future.
20: Speaking of chocos, we got the most repulsive box of chocolate from our landlords today. I foolishly chose one that tasted like biting into an adult bookstore (lots of disinfectant, offgassing from vinyl and high-gloss paper and a trace of sneaked cigarette breaks). It was supposed to be lemon filling, but was instead just gross.
tasted like biting into an adult bookstore (lots of disinfectant, offgassing from vinyl and high-gloss paper and a trace of sneaked cigarette breaks)
This analogy can stay. I say so. Because it's wonderful.
I don't think that's actually an analogy, though.
Really? Why not? Comparison using "like" or "as" is my measing stick.
I also measure with my measing stick.
tasted like biting into an adult bookstore
Just fantastic. Two bonus points awarded.
I would have thought that the official Christmas carol of Unfogged would be:
"don we now our gay apparel
fa la la la la, la la la la"
(followed by a thousand comments discussing whether or not it is OK to refer to someone's apparel as gay).
a thousand comments discussing whether or not it is OK to refer to someone's apparel as gay
...which can be avoided by singing the proper lyrics, "don't we know archaic barrel?"
...Lullaby, lilla boy, Louisville Lou.
Tonight I watched one of the finest movies I have ever watched, and it was "Viridiana". (Also earlier I watched Disney's "Beauty and the Beast", but it was not among my top few movie experiences.)
To invoke a current & longstanding fad, 42 makes me flash on the Disgusting English Candy Drill.
And it hardly needs saying that 49 wins the blog.
I shall, this evening. From BoingBoing's description, it sounds fun.
Is that declarative, with an understood "I", or imperative? If the latter, why not?
I will read BoingBoing, Ben w-lfs-n, and there's nothing you can do to stop me!!!
Mwahahahaha!
Hm, well that linked song is kinda humorous, or might be if it were a little more listenable... I laughed but was not able to get through more than about 2 stanzae.
If I said "Because the BoingBoing authors are twats?" would that incur wrath re: my use of "twat"?
Ordinarily yes, but I believe there's a "having one" loophole.
(There's also a "not knowing what it means" loophole, but I don't think it applies to you.)
What did they do? I know nothing of BoingBoing other than that bloggists sometimes link to funny squibs therein.
"Because the BoingBoing authors are twats?"
I just hate their particular species of extreme and strangely self-important gee-whizishness (often combined with distasteful piles of self-promotion). I also think Cory Doctorow's fiction is terrible.
After Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town was published and got praised on Crooked Timber, I read the first page or so and my god, it was awful. Cory clearly made the main character (or anyway the main for the first coupla pages character) an idealized version of himself—obvious to anyone who's let his or her eyes pass over half a page's worth of his BB crap.
What, Ben, you don't find taking two bad Neil Gaiman knockoffs and an O'Reilly guide to wireless networking and running them through a Markov chain generator a delicious premise for a novel? ("But it's a mashup!")
I guess I just find his fictioncraft wanting.
Ah, I had never read any of Cory's writing, nor had I any desire to. All I know is some pretty amusing stuff ends up on BoingBoing, often stuff I haven't previously seen elsewhere.
"Cory's writing" s/b "Cory's dreadful science-fiction writing"
I unquestioningly believe everything the voices in my head Unfogged commenters tell me.
He knows because we just told him, and we know.
Where's Matt Weiner to tell us about knowing things?
I'd like to change 76 to read simply "He knows because we just told him.", if that's ok with you all.
78 -- It's too late to correct it: when you've once said a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences.
I find BoingBoing pretty grating, too, actually. Read the Things Magazine blog instead!
65: The Robert Browning exception.
The Robert Browning exception
Good name for a band.
I get what you're saying about BoingBoing, but I scan it the same way I do DailyKos. For instance, if I hadn't gone over there just now, I might never have seen Pat Boone's genitals.
69: He does that with all his fiction, I think. Certainly 0wnz0red read like a list of all his current-for-the-time obsessions.
84: Also "Duck in a Box" is pretty funny.