Listening to Econtalk on the way to work today, another Jew was angry about the economy and making some pretty valid points when all of a sudden I just couldn't take it anymore. I put on "For No One" and all my cares just melted away.
To the beat of "King Kong":
[Intro]
King Cong in the van,
He'll tell you how this began.
[Congdon]
See you see life, can't see the seams
Way you see life, ain't what it seems
Let's take the double B
Former Mexicali
Let me tell you what people told me
Your guac's too soft-y
Your goal's too loft-y
Chicken's too shredded
Salsa taste like gas unleaded
But I had to stay true
To the Fresh-Mex I knew
Get a 2-star YDN review
So I opened the cantina
Mastered the quesadilla
Every time a kid left, I always said "See ya"
Students came for the food
Stayed for C-N-N Headline News
Left Bulldog with slightly more liberal views
Success led to fame
Made Viva's look lame
B squared so scorchin'
I considered larger portions
Decided against it
Didn't think I'd gain yet
So I stuck with authenticity
Then got struck by duplicity
The best one I've seen since Barry Sanders and that guy Noah from 90210:
[To the tune of Gucci Mane's "Never Too Much Money"]
I can't stop, I won't stop, I keep eating loquats
Never too much, never too much loquats
I woke up gummin', lips feeling swollen
Never too much, never too much loquats!
Seriously though, anybody have calorie info on these things?
If it were 2006, I could argue that the popularization of anti-lock brakes led to the rise of grunge music and get a 3-book deal from HarperCollins.
I am constantly dealing with two conflicting emotions. On the one hand, I hate when anyone is too into anything, especially on the internet. Are anthropomorphic cats really that funny? On the other hand, I really love when someone shows genuine enthusiasm for whatever he or she is doing at a given moment. I was even sympathetic to the people who were super-excited about discovering the sharing capabilities of Google Buzz.
In thinking about this for a moment, I realized that the Germans must have a word for this complicated feeling I hold in my heart, so here is my gift to you and an encapsulation of my state of mind:
I still say goodbye in gchat.
You see, digital natives are always connected, so they're never really there and they're never really not there. Meanwhile, I can still remember the dark days of a pre-ChatRoulette universe.
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I'm in the final four, working out of the tiny kitchen of my childhood. I screw everything up by not cooking enough food and having trouble plating. I exit the kitchen to see that my mom is a guest judge and she's very disappointed in me.
...54-year-old Comedian who has just had his eyes jabbed out by a red hot poker while making a joke about Jerry Orbach's Eye Bank advertisement: Isn't it eye-ronic?!
...37-year-old Concert Pianist with a treble clef fetish: Treble Clef, light of my life, fire of my loins. Tre. Ble. Clef. Plain Tre on a clarinet. Treble in a trumpet's morning routine. Clef to her friends. But always Treble Clef on my sheet music.
...10-month-old Praying Mantis after having sex: A nut is a nut is a nut.
