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Showing posts with label Theme Song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Theme Song. Show all posts

Monday, October 25, 2010

Poetry Corner



I'm resurrecting the Masterpiece Theater theme for this one.
Welcome to Poetry Corner!
This week's assignment:
Write a metaphor poem

Not Quite Remembering

It’s like

Completing a puzzle without the box cover

or

Squinting at a piece of art work

or, no,

Looking down in the water

Down past the choppy surface and

into the deep

water.

You can see it

there

vaguely, vision cloudy,

your anchor weighted

down on the bottom

of the sea.

Time to bring it back up

to the

surface.

Grab the chain.

Hand

Over hand over hand over

hand.

Too heavy.

Brace your feet

against the edge.

Heave

Ho

Heave

Nothing.

The anchor stays down

at the bottom

of the sea.

Hmm.

That’s not quite it.

It’s like

It’s like

something. . .

Wait.

I know this. . .

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Wait'll You See My Gidget...

I love cold weather.
But not in May.
It's bumming me out.
I want to be these people.

(Be forewarned. There's some severe arm flinging, booty shaking, hip gyrating going on here)



Or Gidget.



You see before you, me, Kelly, pretending to be Gidget last summer. Or possibly some kind of blind big-beaked bird (which, as you may know, is not the only time I've experienced an identity crisis).
















This year, I plan on channeling Buster Keaton.























The best part is that I won't even have to wait for it to warm up. Pop on a suit and a lecherous attitude and there you go.
Just wild! Groovy man...










(And yes, the title IS a double entendre).

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

DT: May the Lithp Be With You


















You might as well know now that I cried the first time I saw Han Solo get frozen.


Found at: - FilesTube


I don't know when I became "List Girl," (not to be confused with "Lithp Girl") but, well, that's who I've become.
Seriously though, how could I pass up the opportunity to educate the masses about Star Wars? (Like when I mention the Trilogy and some ign'ant person asks "Which one" and I'm forced to respond with, "Watch your mouth kid, or you’ll find yourself floating home.")
It's a simple fact that Star Wars quotes are appropriate for all occasions, in all situations, and by all people (and Jawas).


Statement: "Where are we and who the heck are you?"
Response: "Mos Eisley spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy."

Statement: "Look at this awesome Snuggie I bought you!"
Response: "Into the garbage chute, flyboy!"


Statement: "I just bought the DVD set of 'Cop Rock'!"
Response: "I’ve got a very bad feeling about this."


Statement: "Mom! I got a gold star in finger painting!"
Response: "Great, Kid. Don't get cocky."


Statement: "Your car is a piece of crap. It doesn't even have a grill."

Response: "You’ve never heard of the Millennium Falcon? It’s the ship that made the Kessel run in less than 12 parsecs."

Statement: "What's that Buffy's cooking?"
Response: "Who's scruffy looking?"

Statement: "Swimming with sharks in a meat suit sounds like kind of a bad idea."
Response: "I find your lack of faith disturbing."


Statement: "Get your lazy butt off the couch and go find a job."
Response:
"But I was going into Tosche Station to pick up some power converters!"

Statement: (Insert absolutely anything here)
Response: "...I know."

Click here, you must
(If you don't get a chance to watch the movies today.)

[New Addition]
Dana:
4:13 PM: todays starways day. may the 4th b with you ! (I assumed she meant Star Wars)

Kelly:
4:22 PM: Dana. Did you seriously not know that.

Dana:
4:22 PM: Nope. Shut up

Yes, we love each other, even though she may not have caught onto Star Wars Day despite the fact that she read my blog and I told her I was watching the entire Trilogy today.
So. She made this for all you bean poles that may also not have known:



Friday, April 30, 2010

Damn You, Emmys

Today, I will be playing the part of an 80 year old woman, ranting at the world for spoiling all future generations through its LAMENESS.
Yes, I will still be using the word "lame" when I'm 80.

Since the Emmys have decided to pound the final nail in the TV theme song coffin, I'm revolting.
I was initially going to compile my list of best TV themes ever, but that turned out to be too daunting. And once I'd re-watched the Magnum P.I. one I would have been too distracted with Tom Selleck's shortshorts and sexy moustache to continue.

Hence...My favorite theme songs from the 90's (with maybe a little 80's sneaked in):


This show was awesome to begin with. What kid doesn't love a show about other kids who live at camp and never see their parents. I love how the bully is a hardcore red-headed mullet wearer. Yeeps. Look out. Plus, I totally had a crush on Pinsky.



I never watched this show unless I was feeling super BA. That was obviously a bad idea, because this intro still scares the freaking crap out of me. I couldn't even watch it all the way through. YES, ok! I AM afraid of the dark!!!


I always felt incredibly hip and urban when I watched this show opening, with its crazy piano...riffs. Oh gosh. I can't even pretend. I'm incredibly white. But I totally had a crush on Urkel. Don't even try to deny his sex appeal when he became Stefan. I just always imagined him thereafter whipping off his red class, snapping his suspenders, and becoming bad boy Stefan...Oh shut up.


This is the version I remember most. It's kind of like "Friends Jr." for those of us who weren't allowed to watch the actual "Friends." Plus I totally had a crush on Eric, and sometimes Shawn, and on rare occasions, Cory. Eric's oafishness and floppy hair was just so stinking cute. Like a puppy. Which is what I should have been more interested when I was 9.


I. Loved. This. Show. She's probably the reason I dress the way I do now (like I have a serious injury that requires a bandana tourniquet around one leg). I don't remember having a crush on anybody in this show (I probably did) but I do remember when she died her eyebrows orange because she was crushing on an older man whose favorite color was orange. Get it girl.


I'm just going to start with the fact that I crushed on Zack the entire time. I think it's probably because his on-again-off-again gf was named Kelly, and hello, that's my like name, and we're both like sooo totally hot. I even had the wooshy bangs that I could sweep back with my fingers just like she did.


I don't remember watching this show, but I still know the theme song. It has obvious staying power if it can seep into my brain through osmosis.


There were no videos for this one, so I had to settle for only the track. But just imagine her flinging words out of her fingers and kicking things in her super tight black leggings. Or was it a unitard?


This isn't the theme song, but it might as well have been. I especially love Sharon's shovel crotch before she drops it.

Ones I purposely didn't mention due to overexposure (plus, it's my blog so I can do whatever the heck I want):
Step-by-Step
Friends
Full House
Fresh Prince of Bel Air
Anything else that starts with an F. Oh get your minds out of the gutter.

Ones I wanted to include but couldn't find:
Growing Pains. Just let me say, it's G-rowing Pains, not Rowing Pains, like I had originally thought. Until about 3 years ago.
Hey, Dude (Christine Taylor was in this?! WHAT?!)
Doug. All I could find was the lame Disney version.

And a little something to leave you with

I especially love her faux waders.

What shows have I missed?

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Roarin' Good Fun!

This girl isn't actually playing Skip It. Her parents tied this as a weight around her ankle to keep her from running away. Here, we see her falling backwards, trying to escape.

I sometimes sing songs from commercials no one else remembers.

Case in Point

I would like to have a study done of all children who used the Skip It on a daily basis.
I have a feeling they're the ones who veer towards you while you're walking next to them, due to extreme muscle build-up in only one leg.

Raising a generation of future freaks, one child at a time.
Well done, Tiger Toys.
Well done.