Gnonggy Mounit

It looks like the blog has been given new life recently. WingedLion reappeared again out of nowhere. It's great to see him back. And I've enjoyed Sawyer's "Lyrics Of The Day" over the past few weeks. I'm not in the habit of putting much thought to the words of a song while I'm listening, so to see them spelled out on a page helps me experience another side of music that I usually overlook.

I think I'm a lot like a kid in that way. Kids don't care about the words. If you've got the tune, just throw in the right amount of syllables...hopefully get some of the vowel sounds to match close enough and you've got yourself a song. Remember the "Buckwheat Sings" skit on Saturday Night Live?



I've got a little Buckwheat that lives in my house. The older daughter, when she was a toddler, used to sing "She'll Be Coming Around the Mountain" at the top of her lungs. At least I think it was "She'll Be Coming Around the Mountain". The actual lyrics were something like: Shebbe Cumbin Rahnja Mancha Wenshee Cubs...

Fast forward five years later and she's into much cooler stuff, she's graduated from Barney and moved into more mature music like The Chipmunks. She's still a little Buckwheat though. I've been listening to her sing "Funky Town" for that past three weeks. There's a part right before the chorus that's supposed to go:
Well, I talk about it, talk about it
talk about it, talk about it
Talk about, talk about, talk about movin’
What comes out of her mouth is:
Wahleye gnonggy mounit, gnonggy mounit, gnonggy mounit, gnonggy mounit, gnonggy mount, gnonggy mount movies.

You've got all the elements of a good song. She's right on tune, right on beat, she's not missing any syllables, the vowels all match. That's good stuff right there. That's what I'm gnonggy mount.

He is alive!!!!

Is Alive!!! IS ALIVE!!!

Yes I'm still alive, though it might look like not. Though not a good excuse, I'm close to finish my PhD (in a topic that sometimes Oscar thinks is BS anyways :P) so that is consuming all the spare time I don't use reading comics. I promise I will be back at posting something, as soon as I get more time to think something actually good to discuss.

Meanwhile, some food for the thought:

-Iron Man Movie: Great, made me a fan of the character and I HATE Marvel. There that is your insurance that is a good movie. Robert Downey Jr. is to Tony Stark what Christopher Reeve is to Superman. Probably the bets movie of the year so far (until The Dark Knight comes).

-Indy 4: Good. I still prefer The Last Crusade, but this one is good, old fashion family fun full of easter eggs and childhood nostalgia. If you don't like it you don't have soul.

-The world needs more Green Arrow, so I will do something about it. Like this:

http://wingedlionsquiver.blogspot.com/

Lyric of the day

I wish I had a dollar for every time I've heard it said
"They'll never get to me, cause I'm quicker than the rest"
The night is closing in and the hounds are at my heels
But, I'm always one step ahead

It Can't Happen to Me - Charlie Major

Kid Prayers

Kids say the funniest things when they're praying. I try to keep prayer as serious and respectful as possible, after all, you are talking to the Creator, but a couple of times my kids have said stuff that had me snorting with laughter.

A few months back, the younger one was telling God about some things she was thankful for: Thank you for animals...thank you for my family...thank you for soap and perfume so we don't hafta stink all the time...

And tonight, my mom e-mailed the family a picture of my sister who konked herself in the head with a rifle scope while shooting with her fiancee. She had a pretty good gash above the eyebrow, pretty traumatizing if you're a little kid. This was my older daughter's prayer tonight: God, please heal my aunt Becki, because she shot herself in the head...

My prayer tonight: Lord, thank you for my kids, they crack me up.

Lyric of the day

Here am I a fallen arrow
My load is wide, my street is narrow
My skin is thicker, my heart is tougher
I don't mind workin', but I'm scared to suffer
You know? You know?

All Or Nothin' - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Lyric of the day

An Iron fist quietly sits inside the Velvet Glove
Take control, untouchable just like God above
I can't escape, wrapped in red tape, what will become of me?
If I object, then I defect my country 'tis of thee

The World Need A Hero - Megadeth

Lyric of the day

Whiskey gin and brandy
With a glass I'm pretty handy
I'm tryin' to walk a straight line
On sour mash and cheap wine

Have A Drink On Me - AC/DC

Lyric of the day

He once shot a man just for snorin'
Got outta bed and shot him dead
Well his name was, I didnt know what his name was So we just called him Fred
He was ridin cross the desert on a horse to another town
Lookin for a woman in a night gown
The horses name was, I didnt know what his name was So we just called him Fred
Oh now
Fred's ridin
Fred's ridin
Fred
Fred's ridin Fred
Fred's ridin Fred
Fred's ridin Fred

Fred - Rodney Carrington

Lyric of the day

You're here, you're gone
I'm still hangin' on
This game ain't nothin' new
You've changed your mind
So many times
But I'm still in love with you

Think It Over - Steve Earle

Lyric of the day

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

Like a Rolling Stone - Bob Dylan

Lyric of the day

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your death's construction

Master Of Puppets - Metallica

Lyric of the day

Make a joke and I will sigh
And you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel
And love to me is so unreal

And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late

Paranoid - Black Sabbath

Lyric of the day

I don't write songs about girls anymore
I have to write songs about women
No more boy meets girl, boy loses girl
More like man tries to understand what the Hell went wrong.

I'm An Adult Now - Pursuit Of Happiness

Lyric of the day

She smokes them french cigarettes
In cocktail gloves and a strapless dress
She cuts a perfect silhouette

But shes a dark angel wearing dark glasses
A fading beauty as the night time passes ... I say

Black cars look better in the shade
Black cars look better in the shade

Black Cars - Gino Vanelli

Lyric of the day

Are you going to play football this year, John?
No!
Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,Are you Johnny?
No! no! no!
Boy, you sure are a funny kid, johnny, but I like you! so tell me,What kind of a boy are you, John?

I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming

Be Good Johnny - Men At Work

Lyric of the day.

"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,"
There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

"All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

All Along The Watchtower - Bob Dylan (As Recorded by Jimi Hendrix)

Lyric of the day.

I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first, 'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan

I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I just plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from Charlie, don't you know

You better stay away from Copperhead Road

Copperhead Road - Steve Earle

New Clone Wars Trailer

http://www.starwars.com/video/view/000639.html

~~You want to go see this trailer.~~

I know how LOST ends!

Last night I had a dream about the final episode of LOST. If it turns out to be true, then LOST will go down in history as one of the creepiest shows known to mankind. Read on at your own risk, it isn't pretty.

In my dream, the producers of LOST arranged to have the last episode played in movie theaters instead of on television. I of course had tickets. It started out pretty well, Michael was being chased through the jungle by the smoke monster...actually TWO smoke monsters and then the scary part...everything changed from live action to cartoon...Dr. Seuss style. The smoke monsters at this point looked a bit like the Grinch. Michael looked like a citizen of HooVille. Then the music started. The smoke monsters and Michael did a song and dance number that ended with the monsters catching Michael and throwing him in their refrigerator which already contains all of the other LOST characters. The scene ended with Michael singing a mournful song called "I Never Wanted to End Up as a Human Pez Dispenser".

Then credits roll and the lights come up. The theater was silent. I looked around and everyone appeared as disgusted as I was. "That's how it ends?" someone said. Then there was crying, rioting, general mayhem, etc.

So there it is, the end of LOST. If it turns out to be the actual ending, sorry I spoiled it for you.

Lyric of the day

Broken now, I can't help but feel
Someone cracked the seventh seal
Nothin' sacred, nothin' left unturned
When nothin's simple, then nothin's learned

So take me down to the virgin spring
Wash away my suffering, oh
Splash that holy water on me
Wash my eyes so I can see

The Seventh Seal - Van Halen

Lyric of the day

I wandered so aimless life filed with sin
I wouldnt let my dear saviour in
Then jesus came like a stranger in the night
Praise the lord I saw the light.

I saw the light I saw the light
no more darkness no more night
Now Im so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the lord I saw the light.

Just like a blind man I wandered along
Worries and fears I claimed for my own
Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight
Praise the lord I saw the light.

I saw the light - Hank Williams Sr.

Quick Movie Review

I saw Ben Stien's Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed today. My recommendation: go see it now, don't wait for the dvd. It's not that there's any special effects that you have to be in the theater to experience...its just that you shouldn't wait to see this film. If Intelligent Design is a concept that captures your interest, you also might want to see the film A Priviledged Planet and read the book Darwin's Black Box.

Lyric of the day

You made me cry, you told me lies
But I cant stand to say goodbye
Mama, Im coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, its been so long

Mama, Im coming home

Mama, Im coming home - Ozzy Osbourn

Lyric of the day

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
And they'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's each night begins a new day
And if you don't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probly just ride away

Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys - Willie Nelson and Waylon Jennings

Cool Javascript trick...

This is a trick that ANYONE can do. Copy and paste the following text into your browser's address bar and hit enter.

javascript:document.body.contentEditable='true'; document.designMode='on'; void 0

Notice anything different? Probably not. You're still here at NAFTAline. But wait! Click the picture of the monkeys...now press the delete key. WOW! Now double-click in some text and start typing...WHOA!!!

Don't worry. You're not permanently changing anything on the web, it only affects what you see on your own computer. Click your browser's refresh icon and everything goes back to normal.

The most obvious use of this script that I can think of is to get rid of annoying ads on any page that you are viewing. There is nothing more tacky and distracting than those ads with bright flashing text that tell you to swat the fly to win a free iPod Nano or something. (By the way, I've killed that fly a hundred times and still don't have an iPod.) You're just trying to read an article about gardening and the ad on the page is threatening to send you into epileptic shock. So just paste the javascript into the browser address bar and delete the ad.

Another way I've used the script is to go to a reputable news website and mess with the headlines. Then I watch the fun as coworkers walk past my desk and stop in their tracks to see the latest from foxnews.com and drudgereport.com. What!!? Hilary names Al Franken as running mate? What!!? Medical studies prove that a diet of beer and gummy worms can cure cancer? What!!? O.J. wins $142 million dollar lottery jackpot?

Also, so you don't have to keep copying and pasting the script, you can add it to your browser's "Favorites" list. Save a dummy page (yahoo.com for instance) to your favorites. Then rename it to something you'll remember (I use "Javascript Page Editor"). Finally, change the URL in "Favorites", replacing it with the javascript. The way you do this varies depending on what browser you use.

Enjoy!

Lyric of the day

I make a rich woman beg, I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush, and make a young woman squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone

Bad To The Bone - George Thorogood

Suggested by Taz

Gas or Electric?

I noticed the double-A battery in the passenger seat, probably fallen out of the camera bag. I thought about taking it into the house when I got home. But then, I think about lots of things that are quickly forgotten. I parked the car and ran inside to see what was for dinner. The battery spent the night alone.

The next day I was out with my family running some evening errands. It was the end of a long day and we were all out of steam. When I shut the engine off, nobody moved. After hours of perpetual motion, no one was eager to start hauling sacks of groceries up the stairs to the house. We contented ourselves to enjoying the absence of noise and activity.

Then my wife let one rip and suddenly all of our lethargy was killed with the motivation to escape the polluted environment. Doors opened and bodies spilled out, deciding that unloading the groceries was the better of two fates.

As usual, the six-year-old was the slowest to exit. As she pushed the door shut, she noticed the forgotten battery sitting in the passenger seat. The battery: $1. The groceries: $75. My daughter's next words: priceless.

"Wow! Mom pooped a battery!"

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P.S. I should thank my wife for being a good enough sport to let me share that story. As far as I know, that's the only time she's ever "broke wind". ;P

Lyric of the day

Well, I'll give you three good reasons for leavin'.
Number one is that I've forgotten number two.
Number three is in a place that's been kept hidden,
For so long I can't remember, but its true.

Three Good Reasons - Dwight Yoakam

Lyric of the day

Drivin' home this evening
I coulda sworn we had it all worked out
You had this boy believin'
Way beyond the shadow of a doubt

Well I heard it on the street
I heard you mighta found somebody new
Well who is he baby - who is he
And tell me what he means to you

Cuts Like A Knife - Bryan Adams

Lyric of the day

Where did I go wrong
You know Ive never had a clue
I must have just been born no good
cause bads the best that I can do

Was it just my fate in life
To end up here this way
Lost and all alone
One more black lamb thats gone astray

Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel
Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay
Im just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble
Poor ol worthless me is the only friend I ever made

Lonesome Roads - Dwight Yoakam

Lyric of the day

The cinematic after effects of alcohol
Have led me to believe
That there's nothing more beautiful
Than a face as it starts to fade
From your memory, what had once been clear as the day
Obscured by the shade

And I was always the thorn to your rose

A Stone Would Cry Out - Sam Roberts

Lyric of the day

Scarecrow on a wooden cross
blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did my grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand

Rain on the Scarecrow - John Mellencamp

Lyric of the day

Wind whipping down the neck of my shirt
Like I aint got nothing on
But I'd rather fight the wind and rain
than what I've been fighting at home

Yonder comes a truck with the US mail
People writing letters back home
Tomorrow she'll probably want me back
But I'll still be just as gone

Is anybody goin to San Antone
Or Pheonix Arizona
Anyplace is alright as long as I
Can forget I've ever known her

Ia anybody goin' to San Antone - Charlie Pride

Lyric of the day

Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving,
But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking.
But I take delight in the juice of the barley,
And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar

Whiskey in the Jar - Traditional Irish song