I, for one, can NOT let her down.
*Does anyone else repeatedly find themselves singing one line/verse to a song OVER AND OVER in their head? To the point that they annoy the hell out of themselves? Monday I had, "WHAM! BAM! I AM, A MAN," stuck in my head for HOURS. And the kicker? I actually know most of the words to that song!! But for some reason, my brain refused to move beyond that one effing verse. Definitely felt like someone ought to walk up and kick me in the ass....maybe then, my brain would skip ahead like an unstuck record needle. (wow, did I just date myself or what?) BTW....whatever happened to that OTHER guy from Wham??? (Don't you DARE doubt me....there WAS a second guy in WHAM. Apparently HE knew to stay out of public bathrooms when he wanted **ahem** something!)
* How can I POSSIBLY like something that smells like it came out of an elephant's ass?? Damn you hard boiled eggs!!!! You taste OH SO YUMMY but you smell LIKE ASS. And you force me to eat you when no one at work is looking. Or in the vicinity. Cuz what if someone thinks THAT SMELL came FROM ME???? Good lord.
*There is a woman at my office that is part Clydesdale. I'm sure of it. Well, mostly sure of it. Although she is teeny tiny. Which makes me wonder where she's hiding all that weight. Cuz only a person weighing as much as a Clydesdale could sound like that coming down a hallway. Seriously, you'd have to be as heavy as a horse the size of a Volkswagen to walk as HEAVY AS SHE DOES. It's bad. And loud. And I think she needs help. Or I do. Cuz it's driving me EFFING crazy.
*I tend to crave Wheat Thins late at night. But only if I'm hopped up on Ambien. No idea why but Ambien makes me "crazy in the head" for the wheaty goodness of those crackers. And when you're "crazy in the head," what choice do you have? (Note to self: if you eat Wheat Thins WHILE on Ambien, don't be surprised if over an hour later, your wiener dog starts to burrow her head into your cleavage. Cuz apparently, eating crackers while strung out on the "BIG A" is a recipe for CRUMBS IN THE CLEAVAGE.)
*There are three songs that never fail to make me feel invincible. Seriously. They do. If I'm having a bad day and hear one of these songs, I INSTANTLY find myself standing taller. And prouder. And puff up like a freakin' peacock. No idea why. They just make me want to be a better person. Oh, and run a marathon. Or walk faster. Or at least sleep with one foot on the floor. So I'll be ready to go. If something comes up. (Just so long as it comes up AFTER I get a good nights sleep.)
1.) DREAMS
2.) RAIN
3.) STRONGER
*John is as bad as an unruly 2 year old when it comes to following rules. Not all rules but definitely the rules posted at pet stores. You know...the ones that specifically ask you NOT to tap on the fish tank glass or do anything to upset the critters inside? Cuz John LAUGHS at those rules!! Tee hees right in the face of those rule writers. Cuz John? He can't leave the EFFING turtles alone. Nope. He can't. He apparently HAS TO smash his fingertip right up against the glass and quickly drag it back and forth to see the turtles swim. And by swimming I mean chasing what those poor innocent turtles THINK is food. Cuz John's fingertip, smashed up against the glass, obviously looks like a little tidbit of turtle food goodness. I told him to stop. He didn't. I'd put him in time out but I think he'd like it.
*Does anyone else repeatedly find themselves singing one line/verse to a song OVER AND OVER in their head? To the point that they annoy the hell out of themselves? Monday I had, "WHAM! BAM! I AM, A MAN," stuck in my head for HOURS. And the kicker? I actually know most of the words to that song!! But for some reason, my brain refused to move beyond that one effing verse. Definitely felt like someone ought to walk up and kick me in the ass....maybe then, my brain would skip ahead like an unstuck record needle. (wow, did I just date myself or what?) BTW....whatever happened to that OTHER guy from Wham??? (Don't you DARE doubt me....there WAS a second guy in WHAM. Apparently HE knew to stay out of public bathrooms when he wanted **ahem** something!)
* How can I POSSIBLY like something that smells like it came out of an elephant's ass?? Damn you hard boiled eggs!!!! You taste OH SO YUMMY but you smell LIKE ASS. And you force me to eat you when no one at work is looking. Or in the vicinity. Cuz what if someone thinks THAT SMELL came FROM ME???? Good lord.
*There is a woman at my office that is part Clydesdale. I'm sure of it. Well, mostly sure of it. Although she is teeny tiny. Which makes me wonder where she's hiding all that weight. Cuz only a person weighing as much as a Clydesdale could sound like that coming down a hallway. Seriously, you'd have to be as heavy as a horse the size of a Volkswagen to walk as HEAVY AS SHE DOES. It's bad. And loud. And I think she needs help. Or I do. Cuz it's driving me EFFING crazy.
*I tend to crave Wheat Thins late at night. But only if I'm hopped up on Ambien. No idea why but Ambien makes me "crazy in the head" for the wheaty goodness of those crackers. And when you're "crazy in the head," what choice do you have? (Note to self: if you eat Wheat Thins WHILE on Ambien, don't be surprised if over an hour later, your wiener dog starts to burrow her head into your cleavage. Cuz apparently, eating crackers while strung out on the "BIG A" is a recipe for CRUMBS IN THE CLEAVAGE.)
*There are three songs that never fail to make me feel invincible. Seriously. They do. If I'm having a bad day and hear one of these songs, I INSTANTLY find myself standing taller. And prouder. And puff up like a freakin' peacock. No idea why. They just make me want to be a better person. Oh, and run a marathon. Or walk faster. Or at least sleep with one foot on the floor. So I'll be ready to go. If something comes up. (Just so long as it comes up AFTER I get a good nights sleep.)
1.) DREAMS
2.) RAIN
3.) STRONGER
*John is as bad as an unruly 2 year old when it comes to following rules. Not all rules but definitely the rules posted at pet stores. You know...the ones that specifically ask you NOT to tap on the fish tank glass or do anything to upset the critters inside? Cuz John LAUGHS at those rules!! Tee hees right in the face of those rule writers. Cuz John? He can't leave the EFFING turtles alone. Nope. He can't. He apparently HAS TO smash his fingertip right up against the glass and quickly drag it back and forth to see the turtles swim. And by swimming I mean chasing what those poor innocent turtles THINK is food. Cuz John's fingertip, smashed up against the glass, obviously looks like a little tidbit of turtle food goodness. I told him to stop. He didn't. I'd put him in time out but I think he'd like it.
32 comments:
Haha...I do that to turtles too,,,Good exercise for them !! LOL Hey email me your shirt sizes. ;-)
i do so lbve the thoughts rambleing about in that pretty lil ole head of yours .... laughing at the weiner in your cleavage bit... cant help myself but now i will be thinking of your hubby when i head to the pet store today...
i do that to turtles too... what's better, get a laser pointer- you know the little red flash light thing- and point it into the fish/ turtle aquariums...
Ahhh, nothing like a little Barry in the morning to start your day off right.
...I found my self respected by the others who...got rained on, too...and made it through.....
can I guess which one is the Clydesdale?
I married a Clydesdale. How could any human sound like he is going to put holes through the floor with every step?
I've been singing, "...born and raised in south Detroit..." all week, BUT there is no such place as south Detroit. My problem is that if the song is in my head, it's coming out of my mouth. I expect that if the song doesn't soon change, I'll be familyless by nightfall.
I totally do the song thing. yesterday, it was "my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my Poker Face." Ugh.
Yummy hard boiled eggs. I love them with a little lemon pepper. Yummy!
I know what you mean about getting random parts of songs stuck in your head. I repear the same lines over and over. I even tell myself, in my head, to stop doing it. The song just keeps going. LOL!
Happy FF!
One or two words over and over? Yeppers! Have you ever seen the movie Music and Lyrics? I think of WHAM every time I hear the announcer say (in the movie) "What about that OTHER guy? Alex Fletcher?" LOL
It was so nice to see your comment on my blog this morning when i woke up - Thanks for stopping by!
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I usually end up with kids songs stuck in my head..."Bow, chicka, wow-wow That's what my baby said.." Nevermind.
OMG. You must work in my building because THAT woman is down the hall from me. We ALWAYS know when she's coming so we can get back to work. It's strange how someone so small can be that loud.
The song part thing? My God, that happens to me ALL the time, and right now it's "I got a feeling, that tonights gonna be a good night" and then it starts over.
I bet your dogs love you on Ambien.
Guh-reat. Thanks, Eternal Lizdom, I hate that song and now? Yeah. Stuck.in.my.head.
Those poor, tortured turtles!
Lona has been known to search for stray crumbs in my cleavage or in my lap at odd moments, too. Kinda awkward, but dogs just don't care. She'll do it to strangers, too.
hallie...nicely done FF!
Ahhh...the little songs in our heads! At times they are good, inspiring songs...and then there are days when "Total Eclipse of the Heart" won't leave my head. ugh!
Happy Friday!
~AM
oh man is that ever true of eggs!!! lol
I have one lines of songs stuck in my head all the time good to know I am not alone
enjoyed your FF as usual...been missing your bloggy goodness glad to be back
Lol at clydsedale!
I hate when I get an annoying song stuck in my head....
I actually blogged about songs getting stuck in my head...drives me nuts! And you're right it is usually only a verse or two!
My mom used to coach me on walking(that just sounds funnny)...apparently I used to be a heavy walker and it drove her nuts. So we would go on walks in the evenings and mom would say "heel, toe, heel, toe, heel, toe, heel, toe" It worked. Maybe you should start whispering it when she walks by! haha!
Following Wham!'s break-up in late 1986, Ridgeley moved to Monaco and tried his hand at Formula Three motor racing. Meeting with little success, Ridgeley moved to Los Angeles for the hopeful singer/actor crossover but returned to England permanently in 1990.
CBS Records (later Sony Music), having taken up the option on Wham!'s contract that specified solo albums from Michael and Ridgeley, released a guitar and drum driven solo effort from Ridgeley, Son of Albert, in 1990. His brother Paul - a frequent percussionist for Bananarama - played drums on the album. Singles included "Shake" and "Red Dress". CBS passed up the option of a second album.
After retiring from active music-making, Ridgeley still remained active in music-writing under various pseudonyms.[citation needed]
Ridgeley began surfing in the early 1990s. While surfing with his brother off the coast of England, both men contracted a waterborne illness from the raw sewage being discharged from a nearby pipe. After recovering from his illness, Ridgeley gave an interview to The Times. He went on to become a prominent environmentalist in the cause of water quality at English surfing beaches and riverways, working with the UK charity, Surfers Against Sewage.[1]
Ridgeley is a partner in an English business that makes surfing equipment. He frequently lends his name and donates money to help pass laws against the discharge of raw sewage in UK offshore waters. Ridgeley's and SAS's efforts enjoyed success in recent years, having influence upon numerous safe sewage laws that have virtually eliminated E. coli illness and deaths in the UK.
He now lives in Cornwall, United Kingdom, in a restored 15th century farm property with his partner Keren Woodward [2] of the pop group Bananarama.
I love hard boiled eggs and you're right they smell like they came out of some kind of ass, but I can't help it I still like them.
Oh and I have half human/ half Clydesdale upstairs neighbors that clomp around on their hard wood floors.
Have a great weekend!
All I can say is you get the FFFF award!
Funniest F*@$king Friday Fragments! Thank you for chuckles and laughs
Ok. There's this one sketch on Sesame Street? It's about where Bert's blanket comes from? And it's sung by three sheep and Bert himself? I know the whole thing, because I've seen it nineteen thousand times, but dammed if "That's the story of...Bert's blanket!" doesn't repeat through my head over and over and over without moving on to any of the other lyrics every night when I try to sleep. Freaking Bert.
Yep, Connor and CJ apparently learned to disobey pet store rules from their father...though they enjoy to laugh at the mice
I find if you hard-boil your eggs just right they don't smell so bad!
I bought special containers to keep my hard boiled eggs in so the smell doesn't permeate the fridge...too bad there isn't something to keep them 'contained' while being eaten to keep the smell from reaching noses! ;)
You now have me craving Wheat Thins...and I'm not even on Ambien! :)
We tend to be rule breakers in the pet store, too...next time I'm going to have to try the mashed-fingers-on-the-glass trick with the turtle tank to see if they'll swim like crazy for us, too! ;)
Happy FF! :)
Ditto Brainella. GAAAAH!
My "earworms" usually surround kids' songs. That Bow-Chicka-bow-wow spent several days in my head. Another big offender is Veggie Tales "Song of the Cebu." "Achoo-moo-moo-achoo-moo-moo-achoo-moo-moo-achoo-moo-moo-achoo-moo-moo-moo-moo!"
And the Free Credit Report Dot Com jingles
And that stupid "Let Me Be Myself" from Geico.
And the Oompa-loompa songs from (the new) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
And, Heaven help me, my current earworm is "Bobbing Along" from Bedknobs and Broomsticks. My kids are currently obsessed with this movie and run it at every opportunity.
Mine is a tortured musical existence.
Ah, the power of tunes. (And hard-boiled eggs.)
Loved the wiener-in-your-cleavage commment, and as a matter of fact, until I typed that, I didn't realize HOW funny it was, HAHA!
My name is Kim, I am a Clydesdale.
I think it's genetic.
I also think, the only thing worse then the ass smell of the hard boiled egg, is the overpowering stench after you smash them up and add the mayo for an egg salad sandwich. BLLLEECCCHHHH!
Loved your frags!
I am blown away by Becca's fountain of knowledge about that other guy from WHAM!
P.S. I finally posted on my blog. :)
After years of a single line from a song stuck in my head, I have trained myself to go from song to different song. I just adjust the song to the situation in front of me. (remember: I work in a hardware store) The problem is most of the time that circus song is running through my head, you know the one...it starts when the clowns parade through!
Great frags. And I'm so with you on the egg thing!
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There was definitely a 2nd guy in WHAM! Andrew something....Ridgely, maybe? I was a huge fan.
I so love your ramblings!
I don't know who that other boy toy in Wham was, but you are right, there was someone else other than George.
And what is it with small people sounding like a herd? My nephew does the same thing. Drives me CRAZY!
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