1. "Belated Birthday Wishes P.C.!": How could we neglect Phil the Shill in yesterday's birthday wishes? Maxima mea culpa.
["This is the world we live in. Uh-ohhh-ohhh!"]
2. "Timber shrine reveals Stonehenge secret": Funny, it doesn't look Druish.
["New excavations near Stonehenge could finally explain its reason for existence: as one half of a much larger temple built to celebrate the living and the dead. A dig less than two miles away has revealed the largest neolithic village in Britain. The similar dates and designs of the sites have convinced archaeologists that they were elements of a single religious complex. Stonehenge was designed as a permanent monument to the dead and constructed of rock to symbolise their enduring presence, the research suggests. The nearby settlement at Durrington Walls was a shrine to the transience of life. Its houses were made of wood, as was a timber circle mirroring the design of Stonehenge."]
3. "Best-selling author Sidney Sheldon dies at 89": From MSNBC.
["Sidney Sheldon, who won awards in three careers — Broadway theater, movies, television — then at age 50 turned to writing best-selling novels about stalwart women who triumph in a hostile world of ruthless men, has died. He was 89. Sheldon died Tuesday afternoon of complications from pneumonia at Eisenhower Medical Center in Rancho Mirage, said Warren Cowan, his publicist of more than 25 years. His wife, Alexandra, and his daughter, author Mary Sheldon, were by his side. "I've lost a longtime and dear friend," Cowan said. "In all my years in this business, I've never heard an unkind word said about him."]
4. "How an icon became a dial-a-diva": From The Sydney Morning Herald.
["Dietrich spent her last decade mostly bedridden in her apartment on the Avenue Montaigne, appearing rarely in public but becoming a prolific letter writer and telephone caller. According to Lerman, one of her correspondents was a man from the San Fernando Valley in California. "He told her how much he adored her, etc. When she saw, from his letterhead, that he was a doctor, she rang him. This began endless telephone exchanges, during which he became more and more enslaved," writes Lerman. When the doctor offered to fly to Paris to "rescue" her, Dietrich cut off communication for several weeks. When she rang him again, she discovered he was so depressed about losing touch with her that he was seeing a psychiatrist five times a week, at $US90 a session."]
5. "Women Filmmaking Stats": From Anne Thompson's Risky Biz blog.
["The Philly Inquirer critic Carrie Rickey has come up with some provocative statistics about women in the film business:"]
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Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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"Wow, that's one heck of a nurse!"
I wanted Land of Confusion to be our high school class' song, but they opted for some awful Bon Jovi ballad.
THAT'S what I'M talking about.
EC: I wanted Land of Confusion to be our high school class' song, but they opted for some awful Bon Jovi ballad.
Our senior class prom song was by Diana Ross, and was from one of the worst movies ever made. So stop bitching about your class song! You had it easy!!!
And HEY! Don't you dare dis Bon Jovi! This Joisey Boy might have to pay you a visit. :)
And HELL NO, BLOGGER! I don't want to use my freakin' Google account for this! Damn you, Blogger! Damn you all to HELL!
Odie, I must know which song. Was it "Do You Know Where You're Going To" from "Mahogany"?
MZS: Odie, I must know which song. Was it "Do You Know Where You're Going To" from "Mahogany"?
I am holding up the wine glass from my senior prom (we weren't old enough to drink, yet they gave us wine glasses), and it says "Do You Know Where You're Going To?" I've no problem with the song in any other context but this one.
I think the runner up choice was REO Speedwagon's I Can't Fight This Feeling. I argued "what feeling are we fighting?" People agreed: it was illogical for a prom song. So they voted for goddamn Mahogany.
Matt, if you pay a fee, I'll send you a senior prom picture of me. You won't believe your eyes.
The worst part was the school administration was all upset because the song in question, "Never Say Goodbye," contained the lyrics: "Remember when we lost the keys
And you lost more than that in my backseat" that they insisted be changed on the printed lyric sheet to "Remember when we lost the keys And we had to search for them on our hands and knees."
My God. You went to school in a John Hughes movie!
It can't be easy being a high school administrator, particularly in the run-up to senior prom. Approximately two-thirds of all hit songs boil down to, "The world's insane and I don't feel so good myself, but you're awesome, so let's have sex." Unless you restrict the playlist to music made before about 1954, you pretty much have to allow innuendo (or more than that).
"Remember when we lost the keys And we had to search for them on our hands and knees."
EC: (Singing) "And I found more than that between your knees...Never say Goodbyeeeee!"
"The world's insane and I don't feel so good myself, but you're awesome, so let's have sex."
None of that was in our prom song!
An older friend of mine said her prom song was Push Push In the Bush. Now THAT would have been awesome.
The night of my prom, the DJ took me aside and said, "Do you really want your prom song to be 'Brick'?" (by Ben Folds Five)
Thinking quickly, I said, "No. No we don't." And I don't remember what the fill-in was.
Fortunately, the theme of the prom was something generic, so the glasses were not made anachronistic.
Our prom song was MC Hammer's "Can't Touch This."
I went to girls' school.
[rimshot]
Our prom song was not the same as our *class* song, though, which was *even worse*.
Sars: Our prom song was MC Hammer's "Can't Touch This." I went to girls' school.
Well, at least it wasn't En Vogue's Never Gonna Get It.
We didn't have a class song. So, what was yours? You can't leave it like that!
Our elementary school class song was "Together Forever." *snort*
We should have a 5 For The Day: Movies I Wish I Could Have Been A Teenager In. And no, we won't use porn!
Keith: Our elementary school class song was "Together Forever." *snort*
You mean that song by Rick "Why Do People Say I Sound Black When I Clearly Don't" Astley?! EEEEEEEK! I must now apologize to Miss Ross for complaining about her song. Ow! She slapped me with her weave!
Our 8th grade song was It's So Hard To Say Goodbye To Yesterday back when it was just a song from Cooley High and no one had ever heard of Boys II Men. Jesus, I'm old.
odie: It was the love theme from St. Elmo's. THE INSTRUMENTAL VERSION.
Don't even try to top that, suckas, 'cause you cain't.
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