a long-overdue musical post

it's been awhile since i last posted something music-related....and since the next "ten things" list on bricotrout's blog is music related, i'm feeling somewhat inspired.

ten tunes i cannot not sing along to

1. "take on me" by a-ha.

my favorite song in the entire world.....and i have to sing along when it comes on. however, i freely admit that morten harket can hit that high note far better than i do.

(oh- and i prefer the extended version over the album version, just for the record.)

2. "never tear us apart"....or anything else by inxs

i can come up with all the words to all their hits plus several extras off of "listen like thieves", "kick", and "x"....and probably a few others, though i don't want to seem too obsessed.

3. "the reflex" by duran duran

the album version only- i don't sing along with the remix because i think it sucks and feel the need to protest. i also sing along to several of their other tunes: "new moon on monday", "rio", "hungry like the wolf", "electric barbarella", "i don't want (your love)" (i can never remember where the parentheses go on that one- forgive me if i screwed it up), "all along the water", "too much information", and "meet el presidente" (because i can practice a whopping two words of spanish and it makes me feel....exotic...or something.)

4. "out of the blue" by debbie gibson

ah, memories. this was the first cassette i ever bought. can you believe she just turned 35? if i remember right, she was 15 when the album came out, which means....i'm old.

5. "animal" and "photograph" by def leppard

two favorites from my days at the classic rock station. if i'm driving while these are on, i'll probably speed up, too. (while respecting the speed limit, of course, dad.)

6. "kiss me deadly" by lita ford

went to a party last saturday night
i didn't get laid- i got in a fight
uh-huh...it ain't no big thang....

believe it or not, i don't have this on cd yet. yet.

7. the theme to the a-team

sure, i screw up the intro every time, but i can duh duh duh DUH duh duh duh with the best of them.

8. "somebody told me" by killers

i enjoy singing along to this almost as much as its predecessor in the same vein- "boys and girls" by blur.

9. "talk dirty to me" and "unskinny bop" by poison

i dig poison, man. cinderella, too. (i was first exposed to the latter at the tender age of 8. i can probably sing just about any thing off of their night songs album, which is something i should probably add to my resume.)

10. hmmmmm...only one more? the funky stuff is underrepresented on this list, isn't it? let me think....

does the aerosmith/run dmc version of "walk this way" count?

no?

damn.

okay.....how about "peach" by prince? is that funky enough for you? no? well, i'm working on the words to "rapper's delight", but i can't hold a candle to the little old lady in "the wedding singer".

yet.

make me wanna screeeeeeam!

as my punishment for that last post not being up to my own high standards, ashlee simpson has been stuck in my head for the past 9 hours.

if i can't get "you make me wanna la la...on the kitchen, on the floor...i'll be your french maid, something something something door...something alley cat, something something something something ending with "-or" out of my head, i will go stark raving mad.

i find it far more annoying to jave part of a song running through my head than to have the whole thing stuck in there.

worse yet, since i've never seen the video for the song, the visual i'm stuck with is her downright unsettling orange bowl performance.

egads.

what? a date?

plan a: after working a five-hour shift at the radio station, during which time i'll get my latest round of avon catalogs ready for distribution, pass out said catalogs on the way to some other money-making opportunity.

plan b: work my shift, then skip out early and go kayaking. take a bunch of fabulous pictures that i can share, since, well, photos from my last two vacations still haven't made it online yet.

plan c: stage a sit-in at a local gas station to protest the high prices that have kept me from spending the day in charleston, collecting cancellations on my national parks passport and picking up seashells.

plan d: prerecord shift, sleep in until 11, spend a couple hours getting caught up with friends (on the phone) while lounging around in pajamas, then crawl into shower before going out on a movie-and-dinner date.

sleeping in has never felt so good.

i finally saw wedding crashers (matinee, not dollar theater- i'm afraid i was a cheap date, but not that cheap) and went out to an actual sit down meal. (for once, by "sit down", i don't mean "sit the takeout container down on the counter".)

wedding crashers reminded me of this blast from the past.

ah, weddings. so far this year, i've been to two. additionally, there was one back in kansas city that i couldn't make it to. what's with my friends being grownups all of a sudden? it's very unsettling.

will i be the only single person at my 10-year reunion next year? that'd totally defeat the purpose of me being hot (well, i'm hoping to have it together by then), rich (though i'm told one has to play the lottery to actually win), and most importantly, unmarried.

why? well, so i can (with the utmost maturity) go up to every boy i had a crush on in high school who wouldn't give me the time of day and say, "see what you missed?"

i had a lot of crushes and a tiny number of dates in high school, so i believe the line should start forming in april for a june reunion.

anyway, back to my date. i finally had time for one. furthermore, halfway decent pictures were taken during this date, which i will have to share with you.....but not here or now, as i'd really like to get some more sleep.




(coming tomorrow: another list of ten, swiped from bricotrout. i'm sure you're waiting on the edge of your seats.)

is this thing on?

it's sunday evening, i'm listening to grown men driving around in circles, and i have ample time to post.

too bad my mind is a blank.

i've been through every blog i've recommended to you folks,
<-------------------- twice,

and while everyone else has come up with something interesting and entertaining to say, i'm afraid nothing's inspired me yet.

i'm trying to avoid the katrina issue. besides, i've commented enough on everyone else's posts on the situation that i've nothing new to say.

there hasn't been any major stupidity on the local news blotter lately, so i have nothing to share to that end.

i'm still working on my next "list of ten" to appease bricotrout. it's nowhere near ready for posting yet.

i've done nothing of interest today. i even resisted the urge to rollerblade around the building between songs.

and, since answering the phone about an hour ago, my mind is preoccupied with thoughts about how crappy people can be to their spouses.

whew.

so, for something a little more entertaining, you can either scroll down a little bit and read yesterday's posts, or check out lbseahag, jamwall, rabbit, or jurgen nation.

perhaps i'll have something that'll meet your entertainment needs tomorrow.

strange things happen.....

.....when i get bored.

this doll appeared at the radio station a couple of months ago, along with a flyer touting the single the "bratz rock angelz" were releasing for airplay. (c'mon people, did jem ever release any of the music from her t.v. show? i think not.)

anyway, she's sat in her box since her arrival, and since i didn't feel up to working on any of the projects i dragged into work with me today, i figured i'd free her from her plastic prison and snap a few photos.

i'm free! too bad i can't stand on my own.

meeting one of my "fans"

hmmm...unless i want my stomach to accompany me, i'm going to need a snack.

i should probably wash the dorito cheese off my hands before i perform for my fans.

a little mischief.

wait a minute- where are my adoring fans?

perhaps if i throw myself on the ground, an ambulance will be summoned and i can play for the paramedics on the way to the hospital.

it's rough being a rock star.

missing.......

i have been scatterbrained lately.

yesterday, i lost my keys at school. they didn't fall anywhere unusual in the closet when i put my stuff up after lunch (i checked), they didn't fall out in my car (i checked twice), and they didn't fall out in my bag (i checked too many times to count). fortunately, i have spares. in addition to various fun and functional trinkets, my keychain holds my house key, my car key, one of the keys for school, and keys to three other houses i visit frequently. in short- nothing that can't be replaced. therefore, i was not freaking out so much as trying to figure out whether or not i'm old enough for alzheimer's to be setting in already. (as mama says, "the short term memory's the first to go.")

so, after an hour and a half of fruitless searching, i called the cavalry. since there are actually 4 keys to my car (mine, SO's, one with my surrogate parents here in town, and a spare for heating up my car in the middle of winter- because i'm not about to leave it unlocked with the engine running), and 3 or 4 to my apartment, i called the holder of both spares. after he informed me he wasn't done at work, i called the other holder of the spares, who found me reading the paper on the front porch at school.

lesson learned: always have spares, folks.

so, i was able to move my car around to the front of the building while i waited for SO to arrive. (long story involving babysitting)

several hours later, during the post-babysitting drive home, a box of avon catalogs (weekend project)tipped over in my car. i parked, walked over to the passenger side of the car, and started replacing the catalogs in their box, muttering unkind words the entire time. i stopped mid-expletive (it was a glorious combination i'd just created- glorious), as i saw something shiny between catalogs.

yep, the box i'd quickly checked not once- but twice- at school had purged my keys during its little bout of carsickness.

lesson learned: check everything three times. clearly, i am not obsessive enough.

it's just as well that i found them, because, as it turns out, the spae key to the apartment is actually the spare key to my old apartment, which is across the hall from the current one. i suppose i should do something to remedy that.

lesson learned: always have the right spares.

lately, i've also misplaced my headphones-located in another studio this morning- apparently they didn't want to leave work last sunday night and felt like "hanging out" at the country station. egads. sometimes, there's no accounting for taste.

i can't seem to find a bra that wishes to behave on my person (where did all my good, poke-free ones wind up? perhaps i should check SOs drawers, just in case he has develeoped a fetish i don't know about.), and i'd be able to drag my film to target for development....if i could figure out where the last two rolls went.

argh.

speaking of missing things, despite my frequent visits to bricotrout's blog, it seems i missed his pleas for me to attempt more of his infectious "10 things" lists. so, since i have a busy week ahead, i figure i'll take advantage of the easy material and appease his curiousity in one fell swoop.

can't wait?

well, if you ask nicely, i suppose i can post one list for you now:

ten people i wouldn't want to wake up next to

1. my most avid listener
2. someone twice my size...with boobs and facial hair.
3. a corpse....especially if blood and nudity are involved- that might be just a little hard to explain to the authorities.
4. a member of the ultrareligious right.....because that means i must've married them.
5. tommy lee (nothing personal, but there is such a thing as "too big". egads!)
6. gilbert gottfried- the thought of that voice talking dirty to me makes my skin crawl
7/8. the olsen twins (puh-leeze. mary kate's skinny enough to cause bruises. plus, i remember watching them as babies on full house. plus i am very secure in my fondness of penises, and as far as i can tell, neither twin possesses one.)
9. kevin federline- because some girls have standards. then again, i have no money, so i doubt he'd look at me twice anyway.
10. ron jeremy- i don't care how much practice he's had. he scares me a little.

on that note, it's time for me to abandon this in search of something else- lunch.

you searched for what??? (part five)

i can definitely say some of you websurfers out there are nothing if not creative. here's a the latest batch of odd searches that somehow led you here:

susan ballion phone number
susan ballion address

all right- which one of you is stalking siouxsie sioux? these two searches were performed within five minutes of each other by someone on aol.

dude, if she hasn't called by now, she's not going to. give it up.

crossing the canadian border with a ZX2 car

this was interesting, since my car has never been in canada- mama always drives when we go. perhaps i should check out some of the other results for tips regarding this matter.

music by O-zone and plus teeth-Squeeze box

my, what an interesting combination. even stranger is the fact that i seem to be the number one resource for this sort of information. (another of the services i cheerfully provide.....)

Michael Hutchence's jokes

ummm.......

"That’s the way it has to be" Dino

that's the way it has to be, 'cause that's the way i like it....... "i like it" was a hit for dino (i believe his last name was "esposito", for the record) back in july 1989.

crap- were that song a child, it'd be driving now.

The Song Detachable Penis

ah- another musical query. if this continues, folks might realize what a musical geek i am.

adult size "rizzo the rat" costume

where to start with this one? how about the obvious- that rizzo the rat is pretty small, so i'm not too sure how is spindly arms and legs would work out in such a costume.

furthermore, what sort of social event or promotion would necessitate the use of such a costume?

i think i need to see some pictures of this.

finally, the most disturbing offering of the past week was a search performed by someone in belgium who was looking for legal sex with preteen girls modeling bikinis.

you have no idea how glad i was to learn that i was way down on the list for that one. ew.

think you folks can top this list next week? for inspiration, check out refer madness.

you must be kidding....

gas here is as much as $2.99, and before i left work tonight, i heard it's already above $6.00 in atlanta.

you have got to be freaking kidding me. does the extra $3.50 pay for the chauffer?

let's see how long my last 1/8 of a tank will last, shall we?