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Paddy O'Furnijur
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11 years ago

A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
I hope Mac is doing well as a bachelor with three cats and houses.

Mrs. Paddy and I went to a senior recital at Teh Younger’s school yesterday. The young lady played flute pieces by Bach, Poulenc, and Ibert accompanied by piano, then joined a jazz combo for pieces like “Fly me to the moon”, “Black Orpheus”, “Donna Lee”, and “Take the ‘A’ Train”. She was also selling her artwork (everything from pencil sketches, to watercolors, to acrylic paintings, to digital media) to raise money for a charity she’s involved with. So much talent in one person -- she’s also an incredibly nice young lady.

Just Sven
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11 years ago

Good morning,

Hope everyone is doing OK and enjoying this lovely day.

Watched a dismal Kings performance at the local bar yesterday as they lost 2-1 to Chicago. Mrs Sven played several songs on the juke box including the Guess Who’s American Woman and that started an animated discussion with a regular who went on and on about that song being a protest song. I’ve never thought of it that way, but interpretation and all that. Mrs Sven found this nice parody:

‘INFLATABLE WOMAN’

Inflatable woman, nothin’ much inside.
She’s my blow-up bride.
I picked her up at the discount store.
I took her home and threw her on the floor.
She looked at me with that vacant stare.
I could tell she was my kind of air--
Headed woman, I’m gonna make her mine.
She’s practically human, as close as I could find.
(Short instrumental break with blowing up sounds.)
Inflatable woman, layin’ next to me.
Inflatable woman, if only she could see.
She’s a real cheap date at night.
She’s quiet and don’t have much appetite.
And if I feel like givin’ her a smack,
She always finds a way to bounce right back.
My woman, my little rubber maid.
Inflatable woman, I can always get lay-ay-ay-tex…
(More instrumental and blowing up sounds, followed by a loud pop and the singer crying.)

Fatwa Arbuckle: Misanthropologist

Hola, Wheelizens!

Jerry --

Thanks for the pics yesterday; lookin’ good! As re teh problem with your doors, I dunno…although something about the faux mullions looked a little weird to me. Liked all of the landscaping, ‘tho.

Sven --

Heh.

Paddy --

“Donna Lee” ain’t no walk in the park; glad you and teh missus enjoyed the recital.

I distinctly remember the CBS records rep coming into the store I managed in Chicago with a promo copy of Jaco Pastorius’ first LP. When I asked “who’s this guy?”, he just grinned and told me to play the first track. Which I did and got knocked-out:

Just Sven
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11 years ago

Huh. So after a rather wild night at Casa Mac, with Elena out of town, and correct me if I’m wrong here: you are going to blame THE CATS?????

Just Sven
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11 years ago
Reply to  Mac

It’s a good story, Mac, but needs a little work. Not that I don’t believe you, but others might be a little skeptical. But not me, uh uh, no way.

Just Sven
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11 years ago

Last month, I had a late night drunken conversation with my cousin back in Maryland. One of the things he mentioned was that for years and years on June1, the anniversary of his father’s death, he felt entitled to be an a**hole to everyone around him. He changed his ways a couple of years back after realizing that it was a bit unfair to those closest to him, but said he still felt guilty about it. So I told him, hey, on June 1, and I’m marking the calendar up right now, I’ll give you a call and ream you out to make up for it. We both thought that would be pretty funny.

Well I forgot about it, but then yesterday flipped to the new month on the calendar, and there it was-barely legible, but I remembered our conversation. So being a good cousin, I called him up. He answered the phone with a weary hello, and I launched into him: you selfish $*$()$( who the %&)#*%$R*($ do you think you are you miserable lazy *#&$()*$)*$)…and on and on-it was a good 90 second blast-quite entertaining I thought.

Who is this?
It’s your cousin, Sven.
Oh.

Silence. Then he says he just hung up his phone not more than 5 seconds before I called and was talking to a cousin on his mother’s side: his favorite uncle just died.

Silence-on my end this time. Oops. Bad timing, huh?

Fatwa Arbuckle: Misanthropologist

Mac --

Crikey…I’m sorry the minions of Satan cats wreaked such havoc with your A/V/computer setup. Hope that all of the gear is still functional and that teh re-cabling goes as smoothly as possible. As you might expect from a home studio owner, I’m rather sympathetic re what a PITA it is to get everything properly connected and functional.

(But look on the bright side: you probably don’t have to worry too much about geeky carp like word clocks, dithering, myriad input/output possibilities in both software as well as hardware and multiple devices which are a bit finicky regarding synchronization amongst themselves. Dang digital gear!) 😉

Sven --

Unfortunate comic timing is unfortunate. Hope neither you or your cousin are too bummed. (And that down the road you can both have a good laugh about it.)

Just Sven
Editor
11 years ago

See, Mac; even Fatwa buys it!

Yeah, we were cool. Had a good long talk.

Paddy O'Furnijur
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11 years ago
Reply to  Mac

Mac? I don’t think you’re supposed to use cables as strain relief, but in this case, it worked.

Just Sven
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11 years ago

TMS mentioned this band Texas Hippie Coalition. I’d never heard of them, but I like them. Much.

Fatwa Arbuckle: Misanthropologist

The cables seem to have saved the devices.

Teh yay!

It probably also helps that A/V stuff these days is generally lighter than it used to be, along with the fact that even the relatively inexpensive jacks and cables in consumer electronics are typically more rugged than twenty years ago.

…I keep multiple spares of all kinds of cables on hand…

Heh. I don’t think I’ve had to purchase any cables since I left Los Angeles in ’04 as I learned at a young age (via gigging) that having extras on hand was rather convenient.

Just Sven
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11 years ago

Man was that ugly. No, not my first wife, but rather the Kings performance tonight. On the plus side, my guy Jonathan Bernier finally got to play in a playoff game.