Today's episode of total randomness seeks some input from you, the one reader who will actually come over here and make it to the end of my long and rambling post. Thank you. Thankyouverymuch for sticking with me. Maybe I'll send you a ribbon.~~~~~~~~~~
Over at Quiet Life, I was catching up on Donna's posts and one had the lyrics from "Blinded by the Light" by Manfred Mann (interesting name, btw). I had to laugh that a lot of other people apparently misheard the lyrics the same way my friend and I did. No wonder we never got it.
What classic misheard lyrics do you recall?
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Probably my favorite belongs to my sister. She'll love me for sharing this with the world. Oh well, probably not the worst thing I've ever done to her.
I like to hiss and funk in Dixieland
Burger Mama come and take me by the hand.
Any idea what song that's from? And if you're my mom, don't answer . . . yet.
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In my family we have a myriad of misheard things - way beyond your basic song lyrics. Many of which have led to some long running jokes. Which is just part of the glue that makes my family what it is. Which is a good, and often funny thing.
What crazy traditions make your family unique?
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I really love our new house, but there is just NOTHING interesting to take pictures of in this part of town. It's so . . . boring, photographically speaking. It's definitely making my Project 365 a little more challenging. If you haven't seen my pix lately, go check it out. I'm taking a photograph a day, hopefully for an entire 365 days. I almost missed one, but got back out of bed at 11:15 to take one. It's a weak shot, I know, but it was the best I could come up with on such short sleepy notice. Ha! Ha!~~~~~~~~~~
It snowed here last night. We haven't really had much snow in awhile. Which is mostly okay. Cold bothers me a lot more than it used to. I think it comes from living in an igloo for the past three years and having outrageously high utility bills. So I mostly refused to turn on the heat and just stayed cold much of the time. But the snow's pretty. I like to look at it and photograph it. And then I want the sun to come out and take it all away.
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I've been thinking I should finish up "The House" story. As if there's anyone reading it. But you never know. Someone might wander by my blog some day and read the entire thing. And they might like it to be completed. Or that might never happen and I won't know anyway. But it would allow me to check something off that great list of unfinished projects.
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Speaking of unfinished projects . . . that's one of the many things I'm Queen of. Along with the Queen of:~ one trip
~ ummm . . .
Okay, so I'm Queen of two things. One trip and unfinished projects. Welcome to my tiny little kingdom. Over what do you reign?
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Why do I always remember the web sites I want to check out after the laptop is shut off?
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Okay, I'm randomed out for now. Need to go pick up ClayGuy.
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Edited to add: How about a little laugh? Check this out!
6 comments:
I like to hear some funky dixiland, pretty mama come and take me by the hand...
I think. It has been a while but I used to LOVE that song.
My fave mis-heard is "She's got electric boobs, a mohawk too, you know I read it in a magazine, so its true...."
And I know nothing about not finishing project. Nothing at
I want a ribbon. : )
My random thought is I think it is so neat that you and Carrie are getting to meet up at your house.
I've never been very good with random. I think I can think randomly, but when words come out of my fingertips I like them to have a purpose, a path. I guess I need to practice that. Isn't that what Twitter is for? ;)
Oh, and I like grosgrain ribbon in earthy colors. Ha!
Now you have to put up w/my random comments!
I always thought it was "wrapped up like a douche, you know the roamer in the night?" Another one that makes me smile is that as a kid I though the song said "I've got the piece that passeth understanding down in my heart." I even pictured a little triangle in my heart. Then I read the associated verse and found real peace and that triangle wasn't in my heard any more. (Though I guess you could say that if the triangle represented the Trinity, I do have it in my heart).
My family unique? Well I think it's the random times when my mom and I get together that we burst into uncontrollable laughter (like for 15 minutes continuously) We try to stop, but we can't. It hurts the ribs but heals the soul.
I love your Cat in the Hat note book, very cool!
I won't be able to sleep well without knowing the end of "The House" story.
I think I am the Queen of Losing Things which goes along with being the Queeen of Messiness.
LOL, What is worse that remembering the websites after the laptop is turned on is opening up a browser to go to that website and *poof* it's gone.
Love you, sister!
I made it to the end unscathed.
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