I'm out of the loop.
This is pretty much always true.
So last week, I told you guys about that Mother, Mother song....Hayloft, you know the one. (Or maybe you don't, in which case, you should really check it out....) Anyways, I can't seem to get this song out of my head. Apparently there is a whole website dedicated to this very phenomenon of having a song stuck in your head. You can check it out here. (www.unhearit.com)
So I figured I'd give it a try, because, perhaps I'd find another catchy tune, but no,
instead I end up with some song called "My Sexy Humps Are Back." WTF...Seriously, that is exactly what I thought. I like to think that I'm rather up to speed on my musical pop trivia crap, but I have no clue what this song is supposed to be. ...But, since I am so adventurous (ha ha), I decide to have a little listen.
Basically it's every crappy song on the charts from 2004 mashed together. So I decide to pick a new one...nope, it won't let me. I must listen to this sexy humps garbage again. I click on "new song" again. no dice. It's like the shitty music gods are striking me with lightening. In fact, I pressed the damn button 15 times (and counting.) It won't let me go.
Now it dawns on me that its probably some sort of alien infused message thing. Maybe some sort of mind control brought on by the Obama administration...either that or Brian Mulroney...never mind, I doubt that either of them are that smart. So back to the alien theory I go.
Finally....after attempt 32 (ish....with an emphasis on the ish...because lets face it....I quit counting after the fifth try.) It lets me switch tunes....
Achy Breaky Heart.
Yeah, I think I'll listen to the Hayloft song again.
oh, and for those of you who thought an earworm was an actual insect...sorry...it's just a song stuck in your head.
What song did unhearit.com give you?
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Sunday, September 26, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
What's In A Name?
Names....
You know the whole "A rose by any other name, would smell as sweet..." line. Well I suppose that's true. I mean a rose would still smell like a rose if you called it a stinkweed. But nobody would want to pick it.
You know the whole "A rose by any other name, would smell as sweet..." line. Well I suppose that's true. I mean a rose would still smell like a rose if you called it a stinkweed. But nobody would want to pick it.
Take Viola En Vogue, I like her. She's a nice girl....at times a bit high maintenance and sometimes irrational, but overall....she's pretty cool. One of her little quirks is names. No, not her own. She dates men based upon names. I mean its not an exclusive rating system or anything (not yet anyways!). She had started to date this guy, Doug. That was his death knell....I mean Doug....it sounds pretty normal. However, this caused Viola to think of Doug...the cartoon from the 90's.
Then she tried in vain to get Doug to go by DJ....but that was a no-go....so alas, she had to part ways with uber hot Doug.
But it got me to thinking....sometimes there are bizarre names or horrendous names....(not Doug mind you).
When naming our children, my husband and I decided to give one a middle name of his grandmother. I asked her if she would prefer if we used her first name or her middle name for our daughter's middle name. She said use my first name, my middle name is awful. I didn't think it could be that bad, but it was....and it was Mildred. So we decided to opt for her first name.
oh...and I imagine that some of you are wondering what the hell is up with my name...Melicious. When I was a child the school principal called me Melicious. He still does to this day. I used to hate the name. It drove me crazy...I always thought that he meant that I was mean and nasty (which is only 60% true...and mainly between the hours of 3pm and 4am....and that ups to 85% if I've consumed more than 5 rye and pepsi's). Anyways, one day another woman overheard him refer to me as Melicious and she said, "Thats such a cute nickname....its like Delicious....only with an M for your name....get it..." ....I had never even considered it....and although the first definition may be more accurate....It has grown on me.
I want to hear it!....You must have some horrible name stories!
I want to hear it!....You must have some horrible name stories!
And I can't get this song out of my head....They're Canadian....so for those of you who are sick of Nickelback...give it a listen....and no, they're nothing like Nickelback...go ahead....press play.
you know you want to.
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