Today’s Music: ABBA – Dancing Queen
Note On Today’s Music: She actually asked for B-52s. I have no idea why I heard her say “ABBA”.
…because I’m the guest blogger over at Cheeky Diva’s!
Actually, I wandered in over there because I saw her old gravatar and thought she was serving pie.
She let me know it was guest-blogger-sign-up-day.
I was too embarrassed to leave.
Oops…
Anyway, head over, check it out if you like, get a totally made up history lesson, and mosey through the rest of her site.
It’s a fun stop in the ‘sphere.
(I’ll be back Friday with the foolishness.)
(If I can think up responses to all the Pope jokes.)
(Seriously, a Rome poll? Now???)
(Hmph.)
We continue our epic saga of love and war, fathers and sons, brothers and- no, forget that last one. (For part one, go here.)
Suffice it to say that we are up to our second of three installments in our Star Wars Limerick epic. So without further complaints about being subjected to still more of this, we now proudly present, in both haiku and limerick form, Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back. Star Wars
The Empire Strikes Back
Seek out Yoda, you will
Rescue your friends, you will try
Learn grammar, you will not
Yes Brain, but if I marry Pippy Longstocking, what will the children look like?
On Dagobah, Luke learned about living.
“I love you.” “I know.”, began Leia’s grieving Finding out Vader’s his dad
Almost drove poor Luke mad.
And it makes for an awkward Thanksgiving.
We hope you enjoyed this trashing of two literary forms and beloved film.
Now i just need to figure out how to end this…
Says it all... (From the inestimable Gary Larson. Please don't sue me.)
Wow. this is the 100th time I’m setting virtual pen to pixelated paper.
I don’t really have any ideas for this momentous occasion. Really, the only thing I have special for it is at the bottom, in the closing remark, and that isn’t even my idea. It came from the comments section of this post.
Mostly right now, I’m feeling more in tune with the post of another blogger, Sandylikeabeach in her post about prayer. (Though i imagine I could draw some excellent allegories from Hotspur too, but it would probably just go to his head.)
But that’s just because it was an exceptionally long day. This too shall pass I guess…
So, 100 down, god-knows-how-many to go. So far I’ve enjoyed myself. I’ve met some great bloggers, had some deeper conversations than I ever thought I would online, and mostly just amused the hell out of myself.
There have been limericks and polls (see the last two categories in the header), there’s been music every day (some of it good). There’s been some serious stuff, and a whole lot of silliness.
A nice blend, methinks. And if nothing else, a few days a week, I actually have to organize my thoughts. Doesn’t actually stay organized when it runs through my fingers, but still, it’s the thought that counts. (See what I did there?)
So stay tuned, keep the volume turned up, and put in as much or as little effort as you like as you browse.
Let me know what you’re listening to, or what concerts you’re going to see (I’ve updated the Concert Log page above), and what books you’re reading. I read all the comments (even the one that just said pornbeer.com and the other, posted by user1, I am the worlds best user!) and answer them too!
So, a bit of looking back. Some looking forwards. Mostly (and as always), just looking sideways…
And as promised, to commemorate the inanity of commemorating my 100th post, I give you The Gopher Haiku Did he ever get the girl?
The shorts look ridiculous
Welcome to Washington, Congressman.
PLUS!!! An older Dick Shawn and Bobby Short on the same cruise?!?
You’re welcome. Look on the bright side – the next 100 can’t get any worse!
(hehehe)
Guapola 