Thursday, May 22, 2008
What’s with the large influx of rap stars on soap operas lately? Snoop Dog showed up on One Life to Live to sing at Adriana’s bachelorette party, and Ne-Yo showed up on All My Children, singing at Jesse and Angie’s wedding. Why suddenly are rappers choosing the daytime slot for self promotion? Are they......
1) excessively fond of weddings?
2) suddenly without other marketing arenas?
3) desperate to find out who slept with who?
4) trying to find MTV?
5) hoping to get hired as Tad/John/Adam's long-lost brother/sister?
No, they are not the first ones to appear on daytime dramas, Mary K. Blige, Timbaland, Erykah Badu, and others have been on the shows perviously. But is this a continuing trend? Why? Is it because of the recent success (gag) of American Idol (idol-schmidol!) that we must now suffer musical performances at all times during the day? Or is it merely more evidence for deaf pill popping radio stars that the media is truly 100% “liberal”?
I say, kick ‘em off there, and let’s get back to the characters. We really don’t need to see the actors ...uh...dancing. They need to stick with acting! Oh, wait. I forgot. Now they are all going to have to take ballroom dancing lessons so we can have a “dancing with the stars” story arc on every soap now too. Wouldn’t that be just.....smashing??
Friday, May 16, 2008
Well here I am at work all alone on a Friday afternoon that wasn't as hot as it was expected to be. It's hard to state that you can feel the difference between 86' and 94', but believe me, you can.
I've added a couple more favorite links - More than Burnt Toast, a wonderful food blog with lots of recipes, many of them Greek in origin; and NASA's Photo of the Day website where backyard astronomers and professionals can come together with slack jaws to gape at the wonder that is our universe. I especially like the Bubble Nebula for some reason. Hm.... more on that later.
Also recently added is the Yoga Journal's podcast website. Turn on your speakers, roll out your yoga mat, and spend a half an hour in a class - c'mon, you know the moves - by yourself with a real teacher. You might be surprised what you learn! Kudos to Jason Crandall for the freebies. Keep 'em coming!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
I wish I could say that I do not currently feel like sh**, or that I've fired my personal trainer. But alas, neither of these statements would be true. In fact, things are much, much worse than that. I've actually been so nauseatingly bored and sick that I've outlined 2 separate paranormal romance novels in my spare time this evening. Yikes!!!! What's wrong with this picture??
But wait - I think somebody wrote a song for just this type of happy occasion! - Yes, Monty Python's Eric Idle did for the movie, Life of Brian! Here are the lyrics:
Setting: End of movie, actors all up on their crosses being crucified......
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life
Cheer up, Brian. You know what they say.
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad.
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle,
Don't grumble, give a whistle!
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
..always look on the bright side of life!
Always look on the bright side of life...
If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten!
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing,
When you're feeling in the dumps,
Don't be silly chumps,
Just purse your lips and whistle -- that's the thing!
And... always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...
For life is quite absurd,
And death's the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow!
Forget about your sin -- give the audience a grin,
Enjoy it -- it's the last chance anyhow!
So always look on the bright side of death!
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true,
You'll see it's all a show,
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you!
And always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life
Enjoy --- Bratty
Song reprinted courtesy of:
Friday, May 9, 2008
I always keep a copy of this poem on my hard drive, in case I forget it.
Originally written in 1871, it coined the name "runcible" for slotted spoons. Imagine that!
Did you also know that the owl and pussycat had children? There is a sequel poem about it, on this site:
Does anybody know why they call Lear's work nonsense lit?
The Owl and the Pussycat poem
The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
By Edward Lear
Monday, May 5, 2008
Just a little peek at this spring's all-organic garden, including a baby jalapeno start; Ken by the snow peas, lettuce, and carrot rows; a baby cabbage; some colorful overwintered chard; the shallot bed; and some Chinese greens.
All in all, Bratty is fed verrrry well from our little plot.
Those of you East of the Cascade Mountains that have organic gardening questions, please feel free to ask them here, and Farmer Pighorn will reply.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
I had hoped to get photos this morning of the devastation left over from yesterday's Apple Blossom Grand Parade, but alas, some do-gooder has picked up all the garbage off the streets and stuffed it into all available trash cans. No scenes of trash-strewn streets greeted me today. Drat!
Instead, I took photos of the garden in pre and post garden stage, but I can't upload them since I don't have a cord for the camera. So instead, I'll put up some photos of the Svalbard Seed Vault. This is subject #3 that is very interesting to me, as far as book material. Take a look:
I have some serious questions for these folks, such as how saving seeds from countries around the world will be helpful when climate change really does a number on us, and none of the seeds will grow. I also would like to know how many keys there are to the place, just in case there is a global catastrophe, and all the people with the keys are killed. Is it possible that the seeds would be locked in there forever in their frozen slumber? Also, why are the seeds just being saved - for future research - when they could be doing that research now? It seems to me that there will more seeds needed for crop climate modification than you put into a single vault.