I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.
By changing the title on the previous post from just “cripes” to “cripes chief” I was able to supplant all the dangling wurms with “The Danger Mouse Theme Song” which, as I know from experience, is completely more bearable for 6 or 7 hours than any Damned late 70’s soft rock.
Labels: Earworm Therapy, Earworms
posted by Stella Magdalen @ 1/14/2008 07:41:00 AM
I think all I want to say here is that these words and pictures are really real, and I made them. I get about the whole international creative property laws and issues stuff, and it's the net, and blah blah blah but I'd rather you sent cool people here, than post my stuff anywhere.
6 Comments:
"Why do birds
suddenly appear..."
barry
I actually had to make my peace with "The Carpenters" after realizing I am a drumming singer/songwriter.
I also have a guilty pleasure fondness for that sha lalala song they did. does that make me the spawn of Satan? I could see where it might.
i din't know you were a drummer
so that's why yore weird.
i'm weerd because of banjer.
years later i still listen to my
"if i were a carpenter" comp and get
perdy choked up. i feel like i'm
in the back of a dodge coronet wagon
on a family trip in 1973.
al green does that to me too.
barry
Oh man we were still cruising the early sixties powder blue valiant wagon around then ourselves. Listening to CKLW. Oh yeah.
Didja get your package yet?
we did! thanks you. the book is funny, we especially love the paul klee like illustrations.
i put the feller on the card right on my altar!
so you grew up with the book?
barry
Yup. That book was like, the treasure of our family. There would have been major turf wars between the sibs over who would get to keep it, except that it completely disappeared in the late 80's. Everyone was seriously bummed as it had been out of print since the 50's.
Then one Xmas I, (she who hates xmas) got so excited and started telling my family months ahead that it was to be the best xmas ever! That I had found the most amazing presents ever.
Everyone showed up at Xmas eve. When I put my presents under the tree, low and behold, there where the same number of identically shaped packages already there from my brother, Mr. Science Guy.
Yes, he too had learned that they had finally re-printed the magical book. He had the exact same idea. How wonderful would it be if everyone had their very own copy. So everyone ended up with two copies, except for me who had ordered my own and four extra to have on hand as giftys for very cool, special folk with kids, in order to share this one thing, that everyone in my family, kids and parents alike, loved so fervently.
So that's the story of the book. I think you'll find that it will just grow and grow on you. You'll find a couple of the rhymes will stick and never leave you. For me it's Hickity Pickity and Hippity, Hoppity, Hip.
And the illustrations! Oh my I adore them completely. Someday when I'm healthy enough to get tattooed again I will have my other ankle band
made from them.
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