Monday, November 17, 2008

A great clip


I sat through a beauty school graduation once (you might not have known those even existed but they do. Oh how they do...) when the head beautician/world record holder for the longest-fingernails-in-the-whole-world-ever! stood up and offered a "speech". Said speech included references to the hardships of beauty school and even offered up a quote from Sir Winston Churchill. She told how "Winston" once delivered an address in which he walked to the lectern, stared at the gathered crowd and said, "Never. Never. Never, give up!" and then he sat down. The best part is, she explained all this while hoisting a poster which spelled out the quote in glittered writing.

Now, having slogged through all one billion pages of "The Last Lion" I found this story highly dubious. So dubious in fact, that while pondering the quote, I emailed winstonchurchill.org for a little clarification.

Turns out the story proves to be a total, over-the-top lie. Churchill had delivered a speech with the phrase, "Never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy." But he never, never, never gave the quote the beautician butchered. Never.

But here's my simple point. Anything written in glitter probably needs some verification. And while we're at it, lets pay particular attention to put that sparkly quote back into context, can we? I mean, I don't know Sir Churchill well enough to call him Winston, but I doubt if given the chance to speak at a beauty school graduation, he would have chosen to say "Never, never, never give up". But... at the same time, I also doubt that if Martin Luther King, Ghandi, or Mother Theresa ever had the chance to read my blog they would bother to say anything profound to me either. Rather, they would ask, "Why do you waste so much time blogging?" and I would say, "leave me alone you over-zealous, do-gooder ghosts."

Sunday, November 16, 2008

This is late. I know. Get off my back. I had to root through 6 CDs (roughly 3,000 photos) to find these...

1978
1979
Nice mom and dad! ...so much for a well documented childhood...
We leap from 1979 to 1983 without a single jack-o-lantern line-up!?
On second thought... those were my fat years... thanks for leaving them out.

1983
Alright! What the heck!? I wasn't fat after 1984. Maybe because we stopped celebrating Halloween!

2008




Monday, November 3, 2008

mitunes


All day long, I've been humming the Peter and the Wolf theme song. I have no idea why.

Side thought: (when I was in middle school - 7th grade to be exact - my friends confronted me regarding an annoying habit of mine. It was an intervention. Apparently, I was vocally recreating Led Zeppelin solos all day long and it needed to stop. "bow wow now wa na now, na na na now wow ba na now." That was Heartbreaker - like you didn't already know. Regardless, you can imagine if you hate Led Zeppelin, that habit would be irritating. If you love Led Zeppelin, it would be infuriating. So I stopped and said Lo siento.)

There's usually a good reason for the songs that pop in my head and replay like a skipped CD. I mean other than ADD. Or is it ADHD? Whatever. Sometimes it's the last song I heard on the radio while driving. Other times it's the annoying marketing jingle. But this morning I've run into a conundrum because I have no reason at all why I'm humming Peter and the Wolf.

I haven't heard that tune in years. Never seen the movie. But apparently there is an archiving nerve in my brain whose soul purpose is to remember and randomly play that pleasant little ditty without warning or justification. Or stopping. But like I said, it is pleasant. Here, listen to it again.

Here are some other tunes that to hear me hum or whistle is not uncommon (do you have to go back and slowly re-read double negatives like I do in order to not make no sense out of them?). Ashlee can vouch for me on the following because she's sick of hearing me hum these;

The first is the bass line to Radiohead's “National Anthem”. I make no apologies for this. It’s a strong look. Good for walking through a crowd in slow motion like a tough guy.

The second is the intro to The Odd Couple “Dut dee da dee da”. Oh that Tony Randall... what a stickler!

Then there's the Bolivian National Anthem. I'm especially fond of the chorus... 0:54 - 1:16 "Moriran antes-escalvos vivid!"

With any luck you will now be humming Peter and the Wolf or Bolivia's National Anthem all day long. And if you’re like me, you will have a skip in your step. In fact, you may just find yourself prancing a little bit.