As I mentioned the other day, my birthday is coming up. Since the odds of me bringing it up again are slim to nil, I thought I'd devote today's SMD to that not-so-glorious day in history.
The idea of a bunch of birthday songs seemed inapropriate since it's MY birthday, so I decided to go a different route. I dug up a list of the top 100 songs for the year I was born (1976 to be precise), and picked a handful of songs that I...Don't hate, from said list.
I thought long and hard ('bout 2 minutes, tops) about including a couple of them, because I'm a little ashamed that I...Don't hate them. You can mock me if you like, but I'll make you pay. Is it really worth it?
I don't often post about my most obsessive obsessions on here (yeah, I don't know why. Who cares?), but I had to make a note of this. I'd kill to get my hands on Stephen's cast (preferably with him in it, but that's a whole other post), and realistically the only way it would be close to financially feasible for me to get it WOULD be to hire myself out as a hitwoman. Or I could give prostitution a go, but killing people for cash sounds much more appealing to me. Shocking, I know.
Hey Nation! Stephen Colbert is auctioning off his cast for charity. Get ready to start placing your bids on the cast signed by New York City Mayor Mike Bloomberg, Katie Couric, Bill O’Reilly, Nancy Pelosi, Tim Russert, Tony Snow and Brian Williams. The celebrity-signed cast (photo available upon request) will be posted on the eBay auction block after Thursday night's show on August 23 with bids being accepted through Monday, September 3. The winning bid will be announced on-air the week of September 10 at 11:30 p.m. ET/PT. Proceeds from the auction will benefit the Yellow Ribbon Fund....
PS-I think I'll toss this one up for a kick. Kind of a perverse, twisted kick since it's been on a loop in my head for the past couple of days, and I know that when you all see the title, it will begin looping through YOUR head, too. Matter of fact, you don't even have to listen to it, and you're still gonna be all "Ba ba bwaana, ba ba bwaana bwaana bwaa".
I didn't do a movie post yesterday, and I'm not going to do a Music Dump post today. I've got...Well, I've got the PMS, if you must know, and I just don't feel like rooting through all the media at my disposal and making my picks. It's just a week, you'll live.
But since I'm as kindhearted as a...Really kindhearted person, I'll put up something. I had a strange urge to see this video today, so watch that if you're so inclined. It's old, but it's still really nifty, IMO. And my O (my OPINION) is all that matters here (try and argue with me right now-I'll cut ya, I swear to God.)
I saw this picture on Gallery of the Absurd, and it is simultaneously cracking me up/ creeping me out.
If you are unfamiliar with the subjects of this image, it's The Duggar Family, who have acquired a bit of fame due to the fact that they will NOT stop having kids. In fact, they recently added a 19TH MEMBER to their already painfully huge family.
It's none of my business if people want to have a bunch of kids, obviously (and in fact, I've got a few friends who have big families), and I generally don't judge people for stuff like that, it's just their REASONING that gets me. See, the Duggars are a part of the Quiverfull Movement, which is made up of people who believe things like this:
Quiverfull's principal authors and its adherents also describe their motivation as a missionary effort to raise up many Christian children to affect the world for the cause of the Christian religion.
Now THAT, that bothers me. Again, I figure that people can believe anything they want, as long as they let me believe what I want, and everything's fine. The problem there is that it's people like THIS that, more often than not, do their damnedest to try and get EVERYONE ELSE to buy what they're selling (it is an Evangelical movement after all), and think that people who don't believe what they believe are somehow lesser than they are that give me the creeps.
And they're having oodles and oodles of kids so they can pass their beliefs on to them, and then some of their kids will have a bunch of kids, and then THEIRS and so on and so on infinity. Beware.
So, yeah, these people give me the screaming heebies jeebies. But that picture sho is funny.
There's no reason for me to share this, but shortly after I woke up today, I stepped on an upholstery tack and drove it all the way into my foot. I've gone through 3 band aids already. It hurts rilly, rilly bad.
My week has been not so good (I don't wanna go into it). But it's almost over, that's the important thing, and tomorrow, hopefully will make up for the last several days. You see, every year our town hosts a carnival of sorts, and those seedy people set up camp yesterday. Tomorrow night, I plan to eat oodles of questionable food, waste money on rigged games, avoid the leers of dirty, filthy carnies, and barf my guts out while riding the Zipper.
My official stance is that I'm going because Harper wants to go, and while this is partly true, the fact of the matter is, I'm mainly going because I want to. I can play up my sophistication and sharp intellect (what?) til the cows come home, but when you get right down to it, I'm just easily entertained white trash. I'm ok with that.
In addition to being a simple-minded hick, I'm also a weak and frail woman, so I'll be using the rest of the weekend to recover (mainly recovering from the prior week's events, not so much the carnival), so I thought I'd toss up a little video. Now, I thought and thought about what to post that would fit in with my carnival shenanigans: possibly an episode of the wonderful tv series 'Carnivale', which was unceremoniously canceled by those dicks at HBO. Or perhaps 'The Funhouse', the Tobe Hooper horror movie that scared the living daylights out of me when I was a kid.
No.
I ended up deciding on an MST3k short, 'Johnny at the Fair'. A fair isn't the same as a carnival; it's bigger and there are usually more farm animals (not taking into account anything that the carnies might be into. I kid the carnies. Those dirty, filthy carnies), but it's close enough. I had doubts about posting an MST short, because I didn't want to rip Jenner off, but she generally sticks to the Mike shorts, while I'm more of a Joel gal (because he's better. Doy.) So, I will return on monday (maybe sunday, it all depends), probably with a long-winded post complaining about how the PC police have ruined carnivals by making them get rid of the sideshow freaks.
God, how I miss the freaks. Damn, maybe I should have posted the movie 'Freaks' instead. Or 'Freaked' with Alex Winter. Whatever happened to that guy anyway? Shit, now I gotta go Google....
