For many, listening to music is a form of escape. But what happens when that same music turns into a prison. A little invisible prison, inside your head that no one else knows exists, until you start humming. I am trapped in that little prison today. The prison of "The Adjective Song." Keeps...playing...can't...stop...it. Only really old songs have this sort of power. They are hardwired into your neural network. Just pray to god the switch to turn it off is working.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
16 comments:
Can I interest you in an adverb?
Hmmmmm... hmmmmm... hmmmmm!!!
Ready pop?
Yep.
Ready son?
Uh-huh.
Let's go!
Let's go!
One! two!
Lolly, Lolly, Lolly, get your adverbs here.
Lolly, Lolly, Lolly, got some adverbs here.
Come on down to Lolly's, get the adverbs here!
You're going to need
If you write or read,
Or even think about it.
Lolly Lolly Lolly, get your adverbs here.
Got a lot of lolly, jolly adverbs here.
Anything you need and we can make it absolutely clear...
An adverb is a word
(That's all it is! and there's a lot of them)
That modifies a verb,
(Sometimes a verb and sometimes)
It modifies an adjective, or else another adverb
And so you see that it's positively, very, very, necessary.
Lolly, Lolly, Lolly, get your adverbs here.
Father, son, and Lolly selling adverbs here.
Got a lot of adverbs, and we make it clear,
So come to Lolly! (Lolly, Lolly, Lolly) ...........
Brain has already been there today! As well as Conjunction Junction! I am in hell, I tell you. I am praying for sleep. I'll probably dream about it, though. [hangs head and sulks off into corner]
I am only a bill
Just a lonely old bill
Sitting here on Capitol Hill
or......
Now, I have a friend named Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla,
And I could say that Rufus found a kangaroo
That followed Rufus home
And now that kangaroo belongs
To Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla.
Whew! I could say that, but I don't have to,
'Cause I got pronouns,
I can say, "HE found a kangaroo that followed HIM home and now IT is HIS"
You see, (uh) HE, HIM, and HIS are pronouns,
Replacing the noun
Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla,
A very proper noun.
And IT is a pronoun, replacing the noun, kangaroo! (How common!) ......
Oh, the humanity! I am begging for mercy! I know, karma wheel jsut ran me over.
Blossom sings the Figure 8 song as well. You know, you could just ask you husband to youtube them for you.
Still going, "he was a hairy bear, he was a scary bear..." I'm exhausted from the fight. I've tried beating it down with everything from Terry Jacks to Naked Raygun. Stupid, stinking, rotten Saturday morning programming that is plaguing me 30 years later. Hey, I used my adjectives.
Hey, T, it could be worse. You could have Scooby Doo vs. The Harlem Globetrotters running through your head. Or the Banana Splits? Tra La La, La La La La, Tra La La, La La La La.... One banana, two banana, three banana, Four, Four banana splits......
That's right, add some fuel to the fire. You people are sick. Do you enjoy watching me squirm and writhe? Hey, while we're at it, why don't we add another plague of mine, Hall and Oates. Once they are in my head, Daryll will not shut up.
Friday night and the lights are low...
Relish in your UberKool bubble. ABBA still plays on my life soundtrack.
"She was a dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.." Oh, thanks Sonja! Now I'm stuck in Swedish hell! What kind of friends are you all?
Actually, Sonja, I have fabulous memories of riding around in your car with the fabulous Ms. Jeanne singing rather loudly to ABBA. If something has to get stuck, at least that one has a good memory attached to it.
I starred in a video in '88, singing Dancing Queen in my mother's German accent, clad in a Shriekback t-shirt, black miniskirt and red boots.
If you're nice to me, I'll show it to you someday.
"You kenn dence. You can chi-hiive. Heffing de time uff your liife..."
You should really post that on YouTube Sonja, the world needs more Dancing Queen.
We want Dancing Queen!!!!
I think I'm scared now.
Post a Comment