"Luck is probability taken personally"
Chip Denman
Chip Denman
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Seven Seas
Seven Jeans
Seven-Card Stud
Seven Deadly Sins
Hope everyone is having the luckiest of triple 7 days. Here's my seven things.
1) I usually don't mention My Boy on this here blog, because I usually try to limit my post topics to the inane. But, I'm gonna use him to excuse my infrequent posts this summer. We have been busy with summer camp, soccer camp, day camp, etc. Augh, kids are SO time consuming! Bummer that ensuring his proper mental, physical, emotional and moral development detracts from my ability to compose long posts on such summer cultural phenomenons as the Drama Chipmunk and thoroughly debate exactly what sort of critter that is anyway??? Some things the world may never know, but one thing is certain...it's damn, damn funny.
We did finally make it to the Fayetteville Farmer's Market this morning. There's always so much good stuff to see and buy. It's worth getting my ass up on a Saturday morning. The quality is noticeably better than anything you can buy at the grocery store and it's comparatively cheap, cheap, cheap. Plus, you are doing your part about the whole food miles thing!
2) Sorta on the subject of luck/chance (and to continue talking about my offspring), My Boy has discovered statistics and the art of BSing(I can't imagine where he gets that from!). I'm never sure if he is telling me a fact he has learned or if he is making it up as he goes along. It's been an education for me, though. For instance, did you know that "if you took all of Homer Simpson's burps and put them together you could make a song nearly three hours long and never have to reuse a single belch"! And, "if Star Wars Clones were real, they would have multiple phalanges due to the growth accelerator"!
3) Congratulations to my friend Christy, who like half of the world's single population is getting married today! Surely, they are lucky in love. It's gonna take more than three sevens on a calendar for me, though. Like...finding at the end of the rainbow a four-leaf clover, a penny and a leprechaun shitting rabbits feet and hollering “They’re always after ‘me Lucky Charms!”. Then...maybe.
But, I wish HER the best of luck!
4) And, still more congratulations to Marisa and Wil who are expecting! A January baby...that's surely lucky!
5) Speaking of all these college friends...I was lucky last week to have dinner with Mandy. She's in Fayetteville for a couple of weeks and it's so good to catch-up and talk of things that should be long forgotten.
6) Let's all spread the good-luck vibe to my friend/neighbor, her family and especially her middle boy. He is a Marine and he is headed to Iraq next week.
7) OK, back to the inane...and, I'm stretching here to come up with a 7th thing. All I can think of is a couple of songs that have been stuck in my head this summer.
For Reasons Unknown by The Killers-For some reason, Brandon Flowers' straining voice puts me in mind of Jeff Buckley or Jim Morrison...which can't be anything but a good thing.
Fluorescent Adolescent by Arctic Monkeys-These lyrics are great, there isn't a bad line. Bonus, the video has clowns! Clowns whooping ass!
Florescent Adolescent
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking a Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
Oh that boy's a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Not as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up...
Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now when she tells she's gonna get it
I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget i
Clinging to not getting sentimental
Said she wasn't going but she went still
Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle
Was it a megadobber or a betting pencil?
Oh that boy's a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren't as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Woah.
Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again.
Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again.
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Everything was pretty in the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking a Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
Oh that boy's a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Not as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up...
Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now when she tells she's gonna get it
I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget i
Clinging to not getting sentimental
Said she wasn't going but she went still
Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle
Was it a megadobber or a betting pencil?
Oh that boy's a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren't as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Woah.
Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again.
Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again.
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Everything was pretty in the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?