Even on days when I am feeling down there are people out there who are able to lift up my spirits and hold me captivate in a state of awe.
I still find it remarkable that the internet connects the pure masters of their craft with a simple citizen like myself. Sometimes I feel unworthy.
You will want to have a pen and paper handy when you view this.
http://www.thorlinks.com/mediaview/978/How_To_Pimp_Slap
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Wock On!
In the same week I had two somewhat similar first person accounts relayed to me. I feel guilty for finding them amusing.
The first was my friend Roz who went out on a date with a Chinese professor who works at her college. They went to see the professor's twin brother play at a small club. The twin is a serious musician. He sings vocals and plays acoustic guitar. He was apparently musically talented but his accent made all the R sounds into W sounds in a very Elmer Fudd fashion. Why he chose of all songs he chose to do Aerosmith's classic Wub in an Elewader and Joan Jet's I Wub Wock and Woll is a mystery. I wish I had been there to provide more details and squirm in embarrassment for him.
Tonight my buddy and I went out for drinks. I needed to de-stress badly so it was a rareish and much needed outing. He had been out at a bar and had the "pleasure" of listening to a very polished karaoke rendition of the song Working 9 to 5. However the singer happened to be mentally retarded and even getting the recap second hand I nearly wet my pants.
I hope the Retarded Chinese Musicians' Guild doesn't track me down. That could spell sewious twuble for me.
Yes, I'm going to Hell when I die but I won't be lonely.
The first was my friend Roz who went out on a date with a Chinese professor who works at her college. They went to see the professor's twin brother play at a small club. The twin is a serious musician. He sings vocals and plays acoustic guitar. He was apparently musically talented but his accent made all the R sounds into W sounds in a very Elmer Fudd fashion. Why he chose of all songs he chose to do Aerosmith's classic Wub in an Elewader and Joan Jet's I Wub Wock and Woll is a mystery. I wish I had been there to provide more details and squirm in embarrassment for him.
Tonight my buddy and I went out for drinks. I needed to de-stress badly so it was a rareish and much needed outing. He had been out at a bar and had the "pleasure" of listening to a very polished karaoke rendition of the song Working 9 to 5. However the singer happened to be mentally retarded and even getting the recap second hand I nearly wet my pants.
I hope the Retarded Chinese Musicians' Guild doesn't track me down. That could spell sewious twuble for me.
Yes, I'm going to Hell when I die but I won't be lonely.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Secret Identity
I had to remove that lovely post with the link to the picture I drew because I need to protect my secret identity. If you know my secret identity then you are truly lucky and/or saddled with me as your pessimistic friend.
At any rate I must be off to battle the forces of Evil wherever they may lurk.
Go here. Draw a picture. Tell me what kind of picture you get back. That will show evil who is boss.
www.sketchswap.com
At any rate I must be off to battle the forces of Evil wherever they may lurk.
Go here. Draw a picture. Tell me what kind of picture you get back. That will show evil who is boss.
www.sketchswap.com
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