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MMmm. Muppety.

“Can You Picture That”
(Dr. Teeth & The Electric Mayhem)

Everybody’s brother, everybody’s lover, I wanna be your lifetime friend.
Crazy as a rocket, nothin in my pocket, I keep it at the rainbow’s end.
I never think of money, I think of milk ‘n honey, grinnin like a cheshire cat.
I focus on the pleasure, somethin I can treasure, can you picture that?

(Dr. Teeth: Floyd, Pick a verse!)

Let me take your picture, add it to the mixture, there it is I got you now!
Really nothin to it, anyone can do it, it’s easy and we all know how.
Now begins the changin, mental rearrangin, nothing’s really where it’s at,
(Teeth) Now the Eiffel Tower’s holdin up a flower. Can you picture that?

(Interlude)
Fact is there’s nothin out there you can’t do
Yeah, even Santa Claus believes in you.
Beat down the walls, begin, believe, behold, begat.
Be a better drummer, be an up and comer. Can you picture that?

(Janice)
All of us are winnin, pickin and a-grinnin, Lordy but I love to jam
Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that’s the way I am!
(Teeth)
Lost my heart in Texas, Northern lights affect us, I keep it underneath my hat,
Aurora Borealis, shinin down on Dallas! Can you picture that? horhh

(Chorus)
Can you picture? You gotta see it in your mind!
Can you picture? You know it’s quick and easy to find!
Can you picture? You don’t have to buy a frame!
Can you picture? Can you picture that?
Can you picture that?

Use it if you need it, don’t forget to feed it!
Can you picture that?

(Oh wow, can you get behind it? Fer shure, reeeally!)

been out of commission.

Nuts. Gone too long w/out an update…

I don’t remember what I’ve been eating.

The Sleep study tonight was a bust, going again next Sunday night.

bah. I’m so irritated about that, I’m not even going to go into it. suffice to say, insurance companies, HMO, incompetents and boobs all need to stay out of my way in the next week.

April’s leaving at 3:30 PM today. Mixed feelings, but mostly happy about it. Not going to work, going to see her off at the station.

Considering heavily getting another cat. ‘Franklin’ a brown kitty, for Newton.

too many journal entries to read tonight, and I’m not in a mood to contribute positively, so I’ll leave ’em alone.

let’s see. *good things* that happened this weekend.

Saw the Cell with Robb. Spiffy visuals. Saw Godzilla with April. Whee giant rubber monster. I loved it… 17th of 23 Godzilla movies I’ve seen. (24 if you count the American broderick atrocity) Met a new gaming group that will have the hunters in it, and no evil f’ing shadowfist games to eliminate Rp. Josh seems nice, if enthusiastic. Got a bunch of video tapes for cheep at the store, Wizards, Silent Running, a boy and his dog, they live, and alien nation for $20 total. groovy.

You’ll have to use your imagination a bit on this one, but I believe

this is fairly accurate.

“Feelings” (sung by Beaker)

Mee-mee, mee-mee mee mee meee-mee,

Me-me me me-me me me-me me meeee.

Me-me me-me me me me meee

Me-me me me-me me meemee me meeeeeeee.

Meeeeeeeeee meeeeeeeee, me-me-me me-me meee meee,

Me me me me-me me me meeee, me me-me me me-meeee.

Meeee meeeee, me me me meeeeeeee-meeeeeee

Me-me-me mee mee me me-me me me-me.

Mee-mee, mee-mee mee mee me-me mee-mee,

Me-me me me-me me me-me me meeee.

Meeeeeeeee-meeeeeeee!!! me-me-me-me me meee meee,

Me me me me-me me me, me, me me-me me me-me!!

Mee-mee, mee-mee mee mee meee-mee,

Me-me me me-me me me-me me meeee.

MEEEEEEEE-MEEEEEEEEE!!!! OHHHH-OHHHH-OHHHH!!!* MEEEEE-MEEEE!!

OHHHH-OHHH-OHHHH!!! meee-meee mee meeeeeeee.

* sung by Animal

“Onions make me cry” (sung by Rowlf)

Spoken: You may not know this, but I’m really a very sentimental dog.
I cry easily. Onions, for instance, always make me cry.

I’ll admit I split bananas,
Take Easter eggs and make them dye.
But I never harmed an onion
So why should they make me cry?

Once I saw a salad dressing.
My face got radish, my oh my.
But I never harmed an onion
So why should they make me cry?

Potatoes I’ve mashed, and berries I’ve crushed,
I’ve made an artichoke, and that’s not all.
I’ve also whipped cream, and beaten an egg.
Yes, I’ve even made a melon ball.

Of all the things above, I’m guilty.
If punished I would know just why.
But I never harmed an onion
So why should they make me cry?
Oh why should they make me cry?

Dang, I’m tired of TV. Even radio has too many commercials on it now, I’m at work, and they played like 8 minutes of commercials in a row on the station, before I gave up and turned the dial. Some of them were funny, but I wanted music! Can we stop with them, just for a little while, or put them on a lesser rate of broadcast? Music! That’s what we want, right? TV has to be good for someone to watch it, but commercials don’t have to be good. All they have to do is tell you where you can buy pizza, or what exactly you have to rub on your vagina to cure feminine odor and what kinds of freakish side effects it’s going to have on the parts of your body that aren’t a vagina. As much as we love to be told what to buy, we honestly don’t expect commercials to be fun. A commercial can annoy the hell out of you, and you’ll say, “You know. I wish those kids with their faces tied to the back of the speedboat would stop screaming, but I could really go for one of those Mountain Dews they’re holding.” A bad commercial can still have some kind of usefulness to you, I guess… but man. Shut up! SHUT UP!

Sorry. I’m a little irritated still.

Power puffs are on!

Angelicdestiny’s looking good in her new icon!

Had a great day at the graves museum. Saw dino bones, and all manner of keen stuff. Got to see a behind the scenes tour of the panarama stuff… I never realised so much art went into museum displays! Keen sculpture, taxidermy, molding and real keen airbrushing stuff.

The woman in charge was wonderfully talented, and pretty cool, too. I suspect she was australian.

Had a garden burger w/ baked spud, loads of water and iced tea for lunch,
saltines w swiss & saltines with cheddar, fresh grapes and water for supper.

*Cheeese, Gromit!*

Cracking good.

May a mad tot dam a yam?

Watching poltergeist 2 on TNT when I should be in bed, having a sleep. Polished of today’s meals with 5 slices of pizza. was a piggy.

Newton is staring at the doorjam with great intensity… like he sees a bug or something, even though I can’t see anything. He’s a doofus.

Meeting a new RPG group on Saturday, at ~2pm. Everway. I hope it’s good, and not a stinky dork convention.

Current Mood – Tired / Burnt out
Current Smell – Pineapple pizza
Current look – White Ghi pants & a captain marvel t-shirt
current song in head- Rubber Buscuit, Blues Brothers
Current sound – whir of A/C, TV, clicking of keyboard