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I have extended the boundaries of “funk” to include this great cut from the Moondance album. It has a neat, R&B rhythm to it and some evocative lyrics. To my mind, this song was the centerpiece in The Last Waltz movie, too.

Van Morrison—Caravan

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Good News: My son's flag football team won the 6th Grade Superbowl.

Bad News: They didn’t make the spread and I lost $50.

Friday, December 11, 2009 — 19 notes

only a genius ( @davio1962 ) could make puppy mills funny

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What he said.

Wait, did I just mistakenly reblog this so that most of you can see this, not once but twice? Oh, dear.

beigeinside: Fond memories of the July 4th fireworks when they were on the East River and I had a rooftop view where I could enjoy them in 2006. Caption: I cannot come up with pithy caption for yet another, wonderful DRW photo.

beigeinside:

Fond memories of the July 4th fireworks when they were on the East River and I had a rooftop view where I could enjoy them in 2006.

Caption: I cannot come up with pithy caption for yet another, wonderful DRW photo.

You Too Can Play Dreidel! Due to overwhelmingly popular demand (OK, so no one asked, but patronize me here), I have decided to post a dreidel primer. It helps to first establish a “pot” of goodies (i.e., chocolate Hanukkah “coins”, called gelt), in case the first player happens to spin a fortuitous symbol right off the bat. At which point, I would ask to inspect the dreidel—just to see if it’s “loaded”. But I digress. Players take turn spinning the dreidel and noting the symbol that appears on top when the dreidel falls. A key is provided above. Players need to follow the actions that correspond with the symbol they have spun. This procedure continues until 1) all of the goodies in the “pot” are gone, 2) all the players get bored and hit the kosher wine or 3) a miracle occurs of biblical proportions and everybody rushes to take a picture and post it to Tumblr. Variation: Replace “gelt” with shots of whiskey. Play until 1 person throws up and the rest, refusing to clean it, get their coats and go home. Note: I hear this also works similarly when you substitute “gelt” with vials of crack. I’ll ask my Uncle. I hear he’s out on parole for the holidays.

You Too Can Play Dreidel!

Due to overwhelmingly popular demand (OK, so no one asked, but patronize me here), I have decided to post a dreidel primer.

It helps to first establish a “pot” of goodies (i.e., chocolate Hanukkah “coins”, called gelt), in case the first player happens to spin a fortuitous symbol right off the bat. At which point, I would ask to inspect the dreidel—just to see if it’s “loaded”. But I digress.

Players take turn spinning the dreidel and noting the symbol that appears on top when the dreidel falls. A key is provided above. Players need to follow the actions that correspond with the symbol they have spun. This procedure continues until 1) all of the goodies in the “pot” are gone, 2) all the players get bored and hit the kosher wine or 3) a miracle occurs of biblical proportions and everybody rushes to take a picture and post it to Tumblr.

Variation: Replace “gelt” with shots of whiskey. Play until 1 person throws up and the rest, refusing to clean it, get their coats and go home.

Note: I hear this also works similarly when you substitute “gelt” with vials of crack. I’ll ask my Uncle. I hear he’s out on parole for the holidays.

Several Times During The Day...

my phone rings; however, when I pick up the receiver and say, “Hello”, there is nothing but silence.

So, as anyone in my situation might do, I immediately hang up and mutter to myself. But then I had a terrible thought:

What if, on the other end of the line, was a mime seeking to ask me an important question or—god forbid—tell me something of great importance and/or urgency?

I now feel quite sheepish over my slight frustration. Particularly when I try to imagine his.

Friday, December 11, 2009 — 11 notes
King Ghidorah Theresa-C’s posting (and my reblog) got me thinking about the aforementioned King Ghidorah. I felt that this was of such import, I immediately terminated all legitimate, work-related tasks and set out to do some research. As you can see in this picture, Ghidorah strike such a formidable, intimidating pose that Godzilla is literally back on his heels.  Woosie-monsters such as Mothra and Rodan (a catepillar and a birdie? C’MON!) find it necessary to remain a safe distance away. So, as all of you gather around the menorah tomorrow night, spin your dreidels and eat your latkes, thank god in heaven that you live in a world where you can worship as you please. Without fear of retribution at the hands of angry, Japanese directors and two-bit, lizards, birds and bugs.

King Ghidorah

Theresa-C’s posting (and my reblog) got me thinking about the aforementioned King Ghidorah. I felt that this was of such import, I immediately terminated all legitimate, work-related tasks and set out to do some research.

As you can see in this picture, Ghidorah strike such a formidable, intimidating pose that Godzilla is literally back on his heels.  Woosie-monsters such as Mothra and Rodan (a catepillar and a birdie? C’MON!) find it necessary to remain a safe distance away.

So, as all of you gather around the menorah tomorrow night, spin your dreidels and eat your latkes, thank god in heaven that you live in a world where you can worship as you please. Without fear of retribution at the hands of angry, Japanese directors and two-bit, lizards, birds and bugs.

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Ah the early 70s. It was like the 60s, but with even worse fashion sense. One of the top bands of that era was Mott The Hoople. And don’t worry, this isn’t All The Young Dudes.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that…

Mott The Hoople—All The Way From Memphis

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playing the xylophone with great ferocity.

The rest of you look up “sublimation”.

Thursday, December 10, 2009 — 7 notes
amynicole21: Is it a just girl thing to be unable to “perform” with someone else in the restroom?  Or am I the crazy one again? I tried to perform once with someone in the bathroom, but I kept on dropping my hat, wand and rabbits.

amynicole21:

Is it a just girl thing to be unable to “perform” with someone else in the restroom?  Or am I the crazy one again?

I tried to perform once with someone in the bathroom, but I kept on dropping my hat, wand and rabbits.

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