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Post by epaul on Mar 24, 2024 14:09:07 GMT -5
"The Marvelous Toy" is a winner, as well. Wonderful, wonderful song. As is "Puff the Magic Dragon".
(for extra credit, compare and contrast Puff with Jesse the Cowgirl from Toy Story 2. How is their fate different than that of the Marvelous Toy's).
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Post by epaul on Mar 24, 2024 14:03:50 GMT -5
I did a lot of subbing in elementary music, and I always brought my guitar (and a few stories). My most sure fire, popular, awaited and requested song was "Old McDonald"... with a twist...
I would either get the animals and their sounds confused or I would come to a puzzled halt as I couldn't remember what sound the animal made , and the kids couldn't wait to correct me, laughing heartily as I slapped my head "how could I get that one wrong?
... and on his farm he had a cow, ei ei ei oh. with a quack, quack, here and a qua...
NO! Cows go Moo!...
They do? Oh, Fiddle sticks! How did I get that one wrong! It won't happen again... (but it does, and they are waiting for it)
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Post by epaul on Mar 24, 2024 13:12:16 GMT -5
We sang "Lift High the Palms, as well (they didn't let me anywhere near the descant). We also sang one about a tree.
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Post by epaul on Mar 24, 2024 12:45:36 GMT -5
For some reason, I am still #1 in our office pool. The prizes are the one-year possession of one of two trophys trophi. First place gets a trophy with a spinnable "#1" medallion on it. Last place gets a trophy of a toilet. Both are prized. I have been obliterated in my pool, running a dismal hopeless and deeply depressing third behind Casper and the Cat (gloating braggarts the both of them... well, we'll see... their food just might running a little on the late and light side this week.) Anyway, as my pool is dead to me, I want to participate vicariously in yours. Who are your Sweet Sixteens? Who's in your Final Four? Who is the Winner?
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Post by epaul on Mar 24, 2024 8:49:10 GMT -5
Pulling for the storm to stay south of us and dump all the snow on Fargo. Pull, pull, pull.
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Post by epaul on Mar 24, 2024 8:47:43 GMT -5
Morning.
A two song day for the choir. Both about Palms. Warming up the voice with coffee and a bagel. Time tested.
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Post by epaul on Mar 23, 2024 17:19:05 GMT -5
And a good thing you didn't. Holy Moly! Did Gonzaga look good.
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Post by epaul on Mar 23, 2024 15:00:18 GMT -5
Afternoon.
Just back from a marathon 9-1:00 musical practice with all hands on deck. Now it's time to fall asleep while watching a little basketball.
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Post by epaul on Mar 22, 2024 19:52:59 GMT -5
And now if only someone manages to knock off Purdue and send them packing...Please!
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Post by epaul on Mar 22, 2024 19:37:42 GMT -5
Holy Moly what a start!
-Some little school in Michigan no has ever heard of called Oakland University knocked off the Bluest of Bluebloods, big fancy pants Kentucky, a school dripping with money for ballplayers, a school that gets its pick of the best of the best, and did I mention all the money they have to buy players with? The entire state is crazy for Kentucky B-Ball, and this little no-name school without a dime in its pockets and a bunch of players no major program wanted knocks them off in a huge upset, 80-76.
The entire world, other than Kentucky, is REJOICING!
Meet the Hero (soon to be a movie):
- Next up, another Great Upset (sorry, Shannon) #13 seed Yale, a team that actually has to study and attend classes and even starts three white guys, knocks off #4 seed (and hot take to make the finals) Auburn in a down to the last second nailbiter 78-76. Wow! Wow! Wow!
And in a pretty even matchup, Colorado and Florida burn down the barn, 102-100, Colorado in the last seconds on a shot that bounced all over the rim before dropping for the win. Holy Molly!
So far, not a good tourney for the SEC.
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Post by epaul on Mar 20, 2024 9:55:24 GMT -5
Cat brought in a mouse last night. Mouse got away. I got blamed.
Set traps.
So far: no mouse, one really surprised cat.
Moved trap.
Will stay the course.
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Post by epaul on Mar 19, 2024 23:22:45 GMT -5
I put a lock on my credit reports via Experian and every other credit reporting agency three or so years ago. And it works... as I got turned down this winter when I applied for a Cabela's card in order to save 15% on a parka I was buying. Crap. Embarrassing, but, it worked.
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Post by epaul on Mar 19, 2024 20:08:45 GMT -5
Great News!
(21 days? Holy crap!)
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Post by epaul on Mar 19, 2024 20:06:02 GMT -5
I saw that. I was thinking of sending a "congrats on the new baby" card, just to be different. Sorry. Beat you to it.
Ha! That's what I did, as well.
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Post by epaul on Mar 19, 2024 10:57:11 GMT -5
Morning!
Sunny, windy, and cold. Very March-like. I'd be out flying a kite... if I were a darn fool with a kite.
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Post by epaul on Mar 18, 2024 20:50:54 GMT -5
I think most pollsters are moving to texts. No one can resist a text.
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Post by epaul on Mar 18, 2024 16:11:27 GMT -5
They probably thought Marshall was a scammer. 312 is the area code for Bskuprk, Romania.
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Post by epaul on Mar 18, 2024 9:12:15 GMT -5
Morning.
The very first tulips of spring popped up over the weekend. They are on the south side of the house right up against the foundation, which means they come up anywhere from two weeks to a month ahead of anything away due to the heat sink they are planted against (south sun against the concrete foundation/basement). Due to this placement, they can get fooled by an extra-warm Feb/early March and find themselves exposed to a return of winter.
As is case now. We are cold, 18F this morning. And the next few days promise no better, lows in the teens, highs in the 20s.
I threw a sleeping bag over those emerging tulips yesterday. It will hold in the ground heat and protect them from their foolishness.
(freshly emerged tulips are incredibly tough and can withstand cold temps, but tonight, 15F is called for, and I am a sympathetic gardener)
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Post by epaul on Mar 17, 2024 17:59:30 GMT -5
That has never made any sense to me. Why would anyone deliberately tip over a perfectly good bottle of ale? Is it some kind of superstition? Perhaps a paying off of "the Wee Folk" or an appeasement of the beer gods?
Seems a little wasteful and messy. Unless, of course, you are having trouble with thirsty Wee Folk or angry beer gods. I suppose it is cheap insurance...
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Post by epaul on Mar 17, 2024 11:52:16 GMT -5
Man, I can't decide, both just scream "James!". Lushly elegant, yet with a refined sensibility. Bold, yet unassuming. A car for any time and place. Your Birthday. You pick. Both are in Todd's shop and as soon as he gets home he can switch the steering wheel over on the one you choose. (unless you are thinking about picking up a mail route, then best leave it alone)
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