Sunday, May 04, 2008
His last name...
Monday, April 14, 2008
Interviewing Chris Difford
I'm meant to be blogging over at the squeeze reader much more than I am. I made it a resolution for crying out loud.
Despite my sloth, my very kind co-bloggers included me on a very interesting and rare opportunity that has come our way. I have the chance to submit some questions to one Mr. Christopher Difford.
I get four questions. Here goes:
1. What does "pulling mussels from a shell" mean? Sometimes I want to know the answer, sometimes I don't. At the moment, I want to know. Mega-Squeeze-fan Mitzi wants to know, and she's earned it, so there you go. Why is Maid Marion on her tip-toed feet?
2. One page 81 of Squeeze: Song by Song, Jim Drury asks this question about the song Tempted:
3. When you give advice to upcoming songwriters, do you ever deal with songwriting duos? If you do, what advice do you give them about working with someone on songs? If you don't, what advice would you give to upcoming songwriting duos?
4. How are you managing with the fear of flying on your recent trips to America?
Backup questions:
5. Have you ever asked Kelly Willis about covering Cowboys Are My Weakness? She covered a Kirsty MacColl song very well.
Despite my sloth, my very kind co-bloggers included me on a very interesting and rare opportunity that has come our way. I have the chance to submit some questions to one Mr. Christopher Difford.
I get four questions. Here goes:
1. What does "pulling mussels from a shell" mean? Sometimes I want to know the answer, sometimes I don't. At the moment, I want to know. Mega-Squeeze-fan Mitzi wants to know, and she's earned it, so there you go. Why is Maid Marion on her tip-toed feet?
2. One page 81 of Squeeze: Song by Song, Jim Drury asks this question about the song Tempted:
Is the lyric autobiographical?to which you respond:
I think so. I was married by the but going on the road...That part of the answer ("I thinks so") jumped out at me when I first read it. Do you not remember precisely whether the lyric was autobiographical or are you being hesitant to answer the question?
3. When you give advice to upcoming songwriters, do you ever deal with songwriting duos? If you do, what advice do you give them about working with someone on songs? If you don't, what advice would you give to upcoming songwriting duos?
4. How are you managing with the fear of flying on your recent trips to America?
Backup questions:
5. Have you ever asked Kelly Willis about covering Cowboys Are My Weakness? She covered a Kirsty MacColl song very well.
Labels: Chris Difford, Kelly Willis, Kirsty MacColl, Squeeze
Saturday, April 12, 2008
God I miss them
Labels: food, fried food
Monday, April 07, 2008
A headline I had to read several times because I figured my eyes were going and I was seeing it wrong...
Possible Nazi Theme of Grand Prix Boss’s Orgy Draws Calls to Quit
Would a Stalinist theme have been acceptable?
Would a Stalinist theme have been acceptable?
Labels: Weirdness
You might be married to a girl from Corsicana if...
...you get an e-mail from her that starts with, "Honey, we need more guns,"
Sunday, March 30, 2008
He's a blogging fiend, who knew?
One down, 55 to go
Baseball geekiness abounds!
I signed up for this.
I've already got the first game in my streak covered: Chipper Jones got a hit.
Tomorrow - Carlos Lee better get a hit.
I signed up for this.
I've already got the first game in my streak covered: Chipper Jones got a hit.
Tomorrow - Carlos Lee better get a hit.
How much does Cecil Cooper make?
I called this back then.
For the few days I'll be blogging on baseball in my little brain. I'll see if any makes it to the keyboard.
I still can't believe I paid the $15 for this. It's nice at work though.
For the few days I'll be blogging on baseball in my little brain. I'll see if any makes it to the keyboard.
I still can't believe I paid the $15 for this. It's nice at work though.
Labels: baseball
Dogs and cats are different
From one of those e-mails that people send around...
DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
It's a jet-pack, Michael, what could possibly go wrong?
Funniest. Show. Ever.
Labels: Bluths
