“They are only seen for half a second in the background getting blown up by droids. There is then a short, blurry shot of N Sync dying.” —George Lucas
I’m not sure if I should cheer or run away screaming.
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“They are only seen for half a second in the background getting blown up by droids. There is then a short, blurry shot of N Sync dying.” —George Lucas
I’m not sure if I should cheer or run away screaming.
You are a small goat! I make fun of your horns.
Be afraid! I’m going to eat you.
::snickets:: Renata’s lovely Gilligan’s Island parody made me think about the time I filked “Bohemian Rhapsody” and turned it into a summary of “La chevre de Monsier Seguin”, one of the short stories in “Lettres de mon Moulin” (no, not that moulin). While the French version is hilarious, my pitiful English translation is even funnier. Muaha. I love moronic French assignments! I got an A. Go me. ::grooves::
Check out Blogspotting, Tanja’s latest brainchild. T’is a linkblog that I’m joining.
Happy 6th month anniversary to me and Tanja! ::joyfully accepts toasters and microwave ovens::
A few months ago, Megan of RML suggested going to a crowded mall with a large group of friends, then having one person burst into song, and the rest join in. I’ve been pondering which songs would be best, and I think I’ve found a possibility: Coffee Break, from “How to Succeed”. How funny would that be? Standing outside Starbucks, getting various people to line up behind you, then acting out full choreography? Hilarity. I wish most of the H2$ guys hadn’t gone to college already…
I’d like to take this opportunity to say that Rupert Grint is so amazingly groovy that I could eat horseradish. Hurrah for Rupert Grint!
Okay, I’m done now.
How could I not mention this? Guess who got a new car today? ::grins like a lunatic:: A silver-blue Lexus RX 300. My new baby. I haven’t decided what to name it yet, but for the moment, its nickname is “la voiture d’amour”, which is bad French for “my beloved car”. Literally “the car of love”, but no one cares about that, do they? Plus, voiture d’amour rhymes, and that’s all that really matters in the long run. Bobby the bobby is adapting very well to his new keyring (Bobby is my keychain — a short, plump British policeman. Too cute. I got him in England; I’m such a tourist!). Good stuff. ::dances merrily::
Thank Percy! Monica is okay! I was about an inch away from emailing her and making sure that she was safe, what with all the scaryness happening in Argentina. She hadn’t posted anything on the StarlingArt egroup and she hadn’t updated her blog, and I started to dread the worst. But now she’s back, bearing more fantastic artwork, safe and sound. That’s certainly a weight off my mind! ::skips happily::
At the beginning of Aida’s “The Gods Love Nubia”, it almost sounds like they’re saying “The cods love Nubia”. Is this song actually about fish?
::throws aside cloth:: I still have plenty of work to do in the “Info” and “Stuff” sections and a lot more photography to upload, but I’m revealing the new face of The Nine Muses.net anyway. Muah! I’m still trying to decide if I should have image-changing-mouseover thingies on the main page… Leaning towards “no”.