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Saturday, December 19, 2009
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.... getting morning paper, fresh bagels, and snow shoveling. Inquire.
We have a heated water dish and it looks like K-Mart on Christmas Eve around it. Has to be 200 birds visible. I think I saw on "I survived" the explanation that eating snow will send you into hypothermia. Must be birds too?
Ain't nothing in the paper worth reading. If you're hungry, eat the birds. The snow will melt sometime between Spring and Summer. Pour yourself another Bushmill's and snuggle-up with the soft-warm personnel of your choice. Doctor's orders!
Dreamed I was an Eskimo (Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da) Frozen wind began to blow (Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da) Under my boots 'n around my toe (Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da) Frost had bit the ground below (Boop-boop aiee-ay-ah!) Was a hundred degrees below zero (Booh!) (Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da) And my momma cried: Boo-a-hoo hoo-ooo And my momma cried: Nanook-a, no no (no no . . . ) Nanook-a, no no (no no . . . ) Don't be a naughty Eskimo-wo-oh (Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da) Save your money: don't go to the show Well I turned around an' I said: HO HO (Booh!) Well I turned around an' I said: HO HO (Booh!) Well I turned around an' I said: HO HO An' the Northern Lites commenced t' glow An' she said (Bop-bop ta-da-da bop . . . ) With a tear in her eye: WATCH OUT WHERE THE HUSKIES GO AN' DON'T YOU EAT THAT YELLOW SNOW WATCH OUT WHERE THE HUSKIES GO AN' DON'T YOU EAT THAT YELLOW SNOW
Wabano - (continuation) ...Well right about that time, people, A fur trapper Who was strictly from commercial (Strictly Commershil) Had the unmitigated audacity to jump up from behind my igyaloo (Peek-a-Boo Woo-ooo-ooo) And he started in to whippin' on my fav'rite baby seal With a lead-filled snow shoe . . . I said: With a lead LEAD Filled LEAD-FILLED A lead-filled snow shoe SNOW SHOE He said Peak-a-boo PEEK-A-BOO With a lead LEAD Filled LEAD-FILLED With a lead-filled snow shoe SNOW SHOE He said Peak-a-boo. PEEK-A-BOO He went right up side the head of my favourite baby seal He went WHAP! With a lead-filled snow shoe An' he hit him on the nose 'n he hit him on fin 'n he . . . That got me just about as evil As an Eskimo boy can be . . . so I bent down 'n I reached down 'n I scooped down An' I gathered up a generous mitten full of the deadly . . . YELLOW SNOW The deadly Yellow Snow from right there where the huskies go Whereupon I proceeded to take that mitten full Of the deadly Yellow Snow Crystals And rub it all into his beady little eyes With a vigorous circular motion Hitherto unknown to the people in this area, [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/VIC ] But destined to take the place of THE MUD SHARK In your mythology Here it goes now . . . THE CIRCULAR MOTION . . . (rub it) . . . (Here Fido . . . Here Fido) And then, in a fit of anger, I . . . I pounced And I pounced again GREAT GOOGLY-MOOGLY I jumped up 'n down the chest of the . . . I injured the fur trapper Well, he was very upset, as you can understand And rightly so Because The deadly Yellow Snow Crystals Had deprived him of his sight And he stood up And he looked around And he said: I CAN'T SEE (DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO DO . . . YEAH!) I CAN'T SEE (DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO DO . . . YEAH!) OH WOE IS ME (DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO DO . . . YEAH!) I CAN'T SEE (DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO DO . . . WELL!) NO NO I CAN'T SEE NO . . . I . . . He took a dog-doo sno-cone An' stuffed it in my right eye He took a dog-doo sno-cone An' stuffed it in my other eye An' the huskie wee-wee, I mean the doggie wee-wee Has blinded me An' I can't see Temporarily Well the fur trapper Stood there With his arms outstretched Across the frozen white wasteland Trying to figure out what he's gonna do About his deflicted eyes And it was at that precise moment that he remembered An ancient Eskimo legend Wherein it is written On whatever it is that they write it on up there That if anything bad ever happens to your eyes As a result of some sort of conflict With anyone named Nanook The only way you can get it fixed up Is to go trudgin' across the tundra . . . Mile after mile Trudgin' across the tundra . . . Right down to the parish of Saint Alfonzo . . .
Hey Wabano, how many FZ albums you got? Favorite? We may be getting off top here. How many Freaks are we dealing with here?
FWIW, between albums (official and not) plus bootlegs, I have over 100 FZ albums. I had a list somewhere, I just can't find it right now. I have all his official releases except a couple of "Masters" box collections. Read "The Real FZ" also... a few times. Serious Libertarian and free market capitalist.
So I guess no barbecue tonight.
ReplyDeletec.nimbusi
Damn global warming!
ReplyDeleteTim
Poor lit'l birdcicles.........
ReplyDeleteWe have a heated water dish and it looks like K-Mart on Christmas Eve around it. Has to be 200 birds visible. I think I saw on "I survived" the explanation that eating snow will send you into hypothermia. Must be birds too?
ReplyDeleteTim - *PING!*
ReplyDeleteYou beat me to it, buddy ;)
Would you believe I'm jealous? It's in the eighties here and I'm having a hard time getting in the Spirit this year. -embycil
ReplyDeleteY did god give u jack daniels?
ReplyDeletethat's right.
Ain't nothing in the paper worth reading. If you're hungry, eat the birds. The snow will melt sometime between Spring and Summer. Pour yourself another Bushmill's and snuggle-up with the soft-warm personnel of your choice. Doctor's orders!
ReplyDeleteHypothermia?
ReplyDeleteNothing wrong eating snow as long as it is not yellow...
Sez Zappa!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmVvgo1wxh4
Watch out where the huskies go, and...etc...
Wabano - ...and wake up early tomorrow for some of St. Alfonzo's yummy pancakes!
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=00VW47-wwYg
ReplyDeleteDreamed I was an Eskimo
ReplyDelete(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Frozen wind began to blow
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Under my boots 'n around my toe
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Frost had bit the ground below
(Boop-boop aiee-ay-ah!)
Was a hundred degrees below zero
(Booh!)
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
And my momma cried:
Boo-a-hoo hoo-ooo
And my momma cried:
Nanook-a, no no (no no . . . )
Nanook-a, no no (no no . . . )
Don't be a naughty Eskimo-wo-oh
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Save your money: don't go to the show
Well I turned around an' I said:
HO HO
(Booh!)
Well I turned around an' I said:
HO HO
(Booh!)
Well I turned around an' I said:
HO HO
An' the Northern Lites commenced t' glow
An' she said
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop . . . )
With a tear in her eye:
WATCH OUT WHERE THE HUSKIES GO
AN' DON'T YOU EAT THAT YELLOW SNOW
WATCH OUT WHERE THE HUSKIES GO
AN' DON'T YOU EAT THAT YELLOW SNOW
http://imgur.com/7DtmV.gif
Zappa fans! KULE! Hey there people I'm Bobby Brown.
ReplyDeleteTim
Wabano - (continuation)
ReplyDelete...Well right about that time, people,
A fur trapper
Who was strictly from commercial
(Strictly Commershil)
Had the unmitigated
audacity to jump up from
behind my igyaloo
(Peek-a-Boo Woo-ooo-ooo)
And he started in to
whippin' on my fav'rite
baby seal
With a lead-filled snow shoe . . .
I said:
With a lead
LEAD
Filled
LEAD-FILLED
A lead-filled snow shoe
SNOW SHOE
He said Peak-a-boo
PEEK-A-BOO
With a lead
LEAD
Filled
LEAD-FILLED
With a lead-filled snow shoe
SNOW SHOE
He said Peak-a-boo.
PEEK-A-BOO
He went right up side
the head of my favourite
baby seal
He went WHAP!
With a lead-filled snow shoe
An' he hit him on the
nose 'n he hit him on fin
'n he . . .
That got me just about as evil
As an Eskimo boy can be .
. . so I bent down 'n I
reached down 'n I scooped
down
An' I gathered up a
generous mitten full of
the deadly . . .
YELLOW SNOW
The deadly Yellow Snow
from right there where the
huskies go
Whereupon I proceeded to
take that mitten full
Of the deadly Yellow Snow Crystals
And rub it all into his
beady little eyes
With a vigorous circular motion
Hitherto unknown to the
people in this area,
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/VIC ]
But destined to take the
place of THE MUD SHARK
In your mythology
Here it goes now . . .
THE CIRCULAR MOTION . .
. (rub it) . . .
(Here Fido . . . Here Fido)
And then, in a fit of anger, I . . .
I pounced
And I pounced again
GREAT GOOGLY-MOOGLY
I jumped up 'n down the
chest of the . . .
I injured the fur trapper
Well, he was very upset, as
you can understand
And rightly so
Because
The deadly Yellow Snow Crystals
Had deprived him of his sight
And he stood up
And he looked around
And he said:
I CAN'T SEE
(DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO
DO . . . YEAH!)
I CAN'T SEE
(DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO
DO . . . YEAH!)
OH WOE IS ME
(DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO
DO . . . YEAH!)
I CAN'T SEE
(DO . . . DO DO-DO DO DO
DO . . . WELL!)
NO NO
I CAN'T SEE
NO . . . I . . .
He took a dog-doo sno-cone
An' stuffed it in my right eye
He took a dog-doo sno-cone
An' stuffed it in my other eye
An' the huskie wee-wee,
I mean the doggie wee-wee
Has blinded me
An' I can't see
Temporarily
Well the fur trapper
Stood there
With his arms outstretched
Across the frozen white wasteland
Trying to figure out what he's gonna do
About his deflicted eyes
And it was at that precise
moment that he remembered
An ancient Eskimo legend
Wherein it is written
On whatever it is that they
write it on up there
That if anything bad ever
happens to your eyes
As a result of some sort of conflict
With anyone named Nanook
The only way you can get it fixed up
Is to go trudgin' across
the tundra . . .
Mile after mile
Trudgin' across the tundra . . .
Right down to the parish of
Saint Alfonzo . . .
Hey Wabano, how many FZ albums you got? Favorite?
We may be getting off top here. How many Freaks are we dealing with here?
Not that many, just the two of you. If it's love, you can get married in New Hampshire.
ReplyDeleteCasca
Here's Frank-Rank Zappa-Xerox...
ReplyDelete(By Liberatore!)
http://imgur.com/JUI5m.jpg
What?
ReplyDeleteYou dont know Rank Xerox?
http://www5e.biglobe.ne.jp/~papierbd/Book/RANX%201%20sample%20page.jpg
FWIW, between albums (official and not) plus bootlegs, I have over 100 FZ albums. I had a list somewhere, I just can't find it right now. I have all his official releases except a couple of "Masters" box collections. Read "The Real FZ" also... a few times. Serious Libertarian and free market capitalist.
ReplyDeleteHere's the FZ stuff I posted on my site...
http://www.mofizixgr4fix.com/index.php?s=zappa
Joes Garage Act I. The best.
ReplyDeleteTim
O.K. So I hit your link and there it is. Zappa is more than Joes Garage. I know that. But it's still my favorite.
ReplyDeleteTim
Dynamo Humm. The song that turned many a young Clevelander on to the immortal Zappa.
ReplyDeleteKiss my aura...Dora...
M-m-m...its real angora
Would yall like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An how bout you, Fauna?
Ywanna?
raisin' em up
ReplyDeletewaxin em down
zircon-encrusted tweezers...
e~C