Well, I guess since Mom’s already forwarded this to everyone she knows, I guess it’s okay to exhibit it here.
A few pieces of necessary background information:
Our friend, Rhiannon, just moved to North Carolina to become a doctor.
It was recently her birthday.
She and my brother have an ongoing joke about the nonexistant “Pericardial Artery.”
My brother and I jokingly call each other gay (in a completely non-offensive way with no ill intent toward folks of that persuasion).
She cooked us Cuban food when she lived in Alachua County.
This is the most complex song I could think of. I threw an Em and D7 in there just to make it not comprised of G, C, and D.
Ian holds the microphone too close to his mouth.
I was reading the other day on Wikipedia about the crappy box office reception of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory back in 1971. Curious, I checked out the trailer that was unleashed on an Oompa-Loompaless public in the Nixon era and found this.
Oh, dear. Apart from having the decade-old phenomenon BonziBUDDY read the dry voice over script, I can see no worse way of advertising this movie. It’s like having a combination of Ben Stein and all of my old college professors advertise a film that that they in no way can relate to.
Maybe this is just the way movies were promoted then. Man, if that’s the case I am sure glad to live in the new millennium.comment (0)
I have been extremely derelict in my duties these past few weeks, but I have a good excuse. Two of them, as a matter of fact!
First, like the rest of the state, I have been glued to the television watching the Orlando Magic try to get the big orange ball into their hoop.
I’m actually kidding.
In reality, I cannot stand that all of a sudden folks are jumping onto the Magic bandwagon just as fast as they did with the Rays last year. Now, I understand that there may be some hardcore fans of Orlando basketball, but from an admittedly cursory look at Facebook status updates and newspaper coverage, it seems to me like that most of my comrades from the Tampa Bay area have either been very secretive about their allegiances or this is another case of spontaneous bandwagon jumping.
Don’t get me wrong. I have been watching the games and I would like to see the Magic win it all in the Finals, but I find it humorous that folks can get so enthusiastic one week about something that they didn’t know anything about the week prior. And to anyone reading this who has had a legitimate love affair with the Magic prior to this playoff run, please forgive me and remember that the bandwagon tirade doesn’t apply to you.
A side note, though: Dad and I were discussing the extremely amusing prospect of starting a short basketball league wherein all players must be 5’7” or shorter. But that is neither here nor there.
The second reason that I have been so suspiciously absent is that I have begun my second tour of duty in Dunedin. Much to my delight, we still have many of the regulars, but Calvin doesn’t show up any more. Maybe he got promoted to AA.
I will now leave you with a video of the great D-Jay busting all sorts of moves this weekend. If you are in town, be sure to come out to a game. The $6 tickets and mascot revelry makes up for the abhorrent play of the team.comment (0)