Wednesday, October 06, 2004

"All the one-handed people of the world are rejoicing..."

Forget trying to relate the quote from the subject line into the actual blog text... that line is poetry on its own. And if just one person in all the world gets it (remembers it...?) then I'll be satisfied :)

Anyway... I don't actually have anything worthwhile to say today, I just really don't feel like doing homework, and blogging sounded like a good alternative. Ever since re-discovering all my mp3s after reinstalling windows, I've been finding these great old songs that I forgot I even knew. This is a big thrill for me since the infamous time of When I Accidently Dropped My CD Book In The Street One Day And All The CDs Fell Out And Most Of Them Were Badly Scratched. So I have been on a Billy Joel kick for the past couple of days, and I can't seem to get this song out of my head:

Anthony's Song (Movin' Out)

Anthony works at the grocery store
savin' his pennies for someday
Mama Leone left a note on his door
she said, "Sonny, move out to the country"
Working too hard can give you a heart attack
You outta know by now
Who needs a house out in Hackensack?
Is that all you get for your money?

and it seems such a waste of time
if that's what it's all about
mama if that's movin' up then i'm movin' out

Sergeant O'Leary is walkin' the beat
at night he becomes a bartender
He works at Mr. Caccitorie's down on Sullivan Street
across from the medical center
and he's tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillac
You outta know by now
And if he can't drive with a broken back
at least he can polish the fenders

and it seems such a waste of time
if that's what it's all about
mama if that's movin' up then i'm movin' out

You should never argue with a crazy mind
You outta know by now
You can pay uncle sam with the overtime
Is that all you get for your money

and if that's what you have in mind
yeah if that's what you're all about
good luck movin' up cause i'm movin' out

(There you go, Kel! For your lunch break.)

Here's something else of absolutely no intellectual value.

Yesterday at work, Paige (my boss's five-year-old daughter) called to tell us a joke... she was on speakerphone. The joke was, "Which is cheaper: deer nuts or beer nuts?" We all knew the answer, of course, but we asked for it anyway... so she said, "Well, deer nuts, of course, since they're under a bill..." in that matter-of-fact tone that only children can pleasingly get away with. It was seriously one of the cutest things I have heard in a very, very long time, since, as most of you know, pretty much every kid/baby/small-person-younger-than-me can't stand me, so I don't hang out around them much.

(Everyone knew the answer, right? ......... Deer nuts. They're under a buck.)

OK. Bed time :)

***The author of this post did not intend, in any way, to impose on the idea of anyone who may have just started his or her own
Lyric-A-Day Blog.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Aw...what a great honor:)

The author of Lyric-A-Day probably isn't cool enough to post a Billy Joel song anyways;)

Was Paige's joke as cute as, "Hey guys...do you want to see my SPEED!?!?"

~Kel

Luke said...

I've got a song lyric for you:

Oh, you, pretty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
We love you,
And, in
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
What we'll do

Near, far, in a motor car oh what a happy time we'll spend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend

Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

Becky said...

umm... thanks... Luke...








really. thank you.

Phil said...

Just so that everyone who takes the time to read Becky's comments knows, I'm seriously going to fight Kelli the next time I see her. First, she steals my kitten, then she questions my coolness. What she doesn't realize is that people who live in Rensselaer have very little to do, and will therefore fight at the drop of a hat. And we love fighting women.

Right Luke?

Luke said...

Damn straight!

Anonymous said...

What Phil doesn't realize is that people who live in Angola don't have much more to do than people who live in Rensselaer (unless you're up for some good ole fashioned Chris Farley cow-tipping, or unless you dare show your face at "Wacky Jack's," the local bar).

So, *throws gloves down*, show me what you've got pretty boy (comment-readers, please refer to 10.6.2004 entry at lyric-a-day.blogspot.com )

Frema said...

It's a good thing Luke likes fighting women, 'cuz me has no choice than to make him walk the plank for his bad choice of song. Arrr.

(That's talking like a pirate. I think he likes pirate women, too.)

charlesj said...

Now I know that this might not be chivalry at its finest, but I'm going to side w/ Phil on this one for two reasons:

1. Kelli's tougher than me and if one of us is going to beat up Phil, its going to be her.

2. Phil has a great point.

As a side note though, I'm putting my money on Kelli due to the fact that she instinctively made a hockey reference and that she's severely kicked my butt on numerous occassions.

Good luck with that Phil, let me know how that turns out for you.

Becky said...

God, I love my friends. :) :)

Phil said...

Sadly, Kelli, I didn't even have to go to my own blog to know what I posted on 10.6......

I can't wait to throw down. If history has taught me one thing, it's that I should never gauge the toughness of a fight based on how badly that person beat Chuck Riley.

(Sorry Chuck....but you know it's true. :P )

charlesj said...

Looking back at boxers in history, most of the greats had two common qualities: a good stiff jab and the ability to go the distance.

Looking at Phil's main characteristics, the two words that stick out are "limp" and "premature."

I don't think you're going to have much trouble kell.