As a Mortician’s Apprentice I’ve heard all sorts of sad and tragic stories about the drama that can happen at a funeral.
Consider what happened at the services held for Larry LaPrise, the
man that wrote ‘The Hokie
Pokey’ who died peacefully at the age of 93 back in 1996.
The most traumatic part for his family was getting him
into
the coffin.
They put his left leg in.
And then the
trouble
started……….
Ah magical Chariots of Fire theme, such is your
power you can lend dignity to anything. Even
cats falling on their arses on a
highly-polished floor.
Even that.
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Dear Sweet Baby Jesus….
Hear My Prayer….
I need a break from Politics…I need my life back…I miss writing fluff pieces about David Tennant and telling unfunny jokes, I miss writing stories about head hunters and cannibals and what it’s like to bury someone alive ( oh yeah, I actually write stories at my other blog) and having convos about gummy bears and exploding pigeons.
Just needed to say that.
Thanks for listening.
Now
I’m going to ask that everyone join me in singing my most favorite song EVER….
Um.
I’ve included it here in my prayers because I thank God it was written every time I hear it.
It makes me feel hopeful…and happy.
Plus it makes Margaritas taste WAY better.
Amen.
Its cold outside,
There’s no kind of atmosphere,
I’m all alone,
More or less.
Let me fly,
Far away from here,
Fun, fun, fun,
In the sun, sun, sun.
I want to lie,
Shipwrecked and comotoase,
Drinking fresh,
Mango juice,
Goldfish shoals,
Nibbling at my toes,
Fun, fun, fun,
In the sun, sun, sun,
Fun, fun, fun,
In the sun, sun, sun.
I Can Has LOL Cats pic
For the Old Anita Marie, who seems to have lost her of humor…and would really like to find it soon.
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From the amazing Ronnie Ray Jenkins…this is
The Official Caribou Barbie Song…
meant to be sung out loud and shared as often as possible.
a.m.
from Ronnie Ray Jenkins site HERE –
I never was a fan of politicians, and now, I’m even less of one. So, I felt rather “patriotic,” and decided to perform a song for all of my readers. Enjoy it, sing it, send it around, and this time around, I’m hoping people “think” before they vote.
The Ballad of Caribou Barbie
There’s something fishy in the mackerel sky–in the land of the midnight sun.
There’s a woman running loose wearing designer glasses, and touting a mighty big gun.
Now that much don’t scare me, or worry me none,
I don’t even care that she’s talking in tongue.
Say oily-oily –doo, dilly-dangle-diddy-wah
oily-oily-doo-dilly-arbee
She put a town in debt- in her short time as Mayor, and her name is Caribou Barbie.
She piles her hair high on her head and uses a bearskin to cover her bed
She claims to be an expert in foreign relations, cause she can see Russia from the window in her kitchen.
Say-oily-oily-doo-dilly-dangle-diddy wah
Oily-oily-doo-dilly arbee
Her hubby’s some dude, but his name isn’t Ken
Even though she’s Caribou Barbie
She tells the folks, she’s a decisive kind of gal,
And it makes me think of Bush, the “Decider”
Now, I’ve been around the block, and I’m nobody’s fool,
But I’m scratching my head wonderin
Why she went to six schools.
Sing Oily-Oily doo dilly-dangle diddy wah
Oily-oily-doo-dilly arbee
Four more years would be McBush again, along side Mc Caribou Barbie.
She might be a hockey mom to some, the leader of the PTA to others,
She might be a lipstick wearing pit bull to many
But taking a close look, she’s a lipstick wearing Cheney.
Sing, oily-oily doo,
Dilly-dangle-diddy wah,
Oily-oily-doo- dilly arbee
So, ends the saga it’s short and it’s sweet, like the career of Caribou Barbie.
Repeat Chorus.
Once Upon A Time
There was an explosion at the edge of the Universe.
And on September 13, 2008 a satellite saw
the explosion happen.
The explosion actually happened 825 Million Years after
the Universe began.
In case you’re curious the Universe is said
to be
14 billion years old.
There are a lot of zeros involved here
Anyway.
What NASA’s Swift satellite saw
-in my opinion-
was a ghost.
Right?
Right.
Halloween, it’s coming.
And I am SO ready for it.
Who has the best job in the world?
Some would say it’s a costume designer named Katrina Lindsay:
Katrina Lindsay, measuring up the Time Lord (David Tennant ) for his next Shakespeare role is just part of another day at the office. And if that’s not enough to drive his fans wild with envy, she even gets to tinker with his tights and mull over his inside leg measurement (!) Read More HERE
When I was a kid I wanted to be a writer like Rod Serling and have my own TV show- I also wanted to own my own Funeral Home and Cemetery.
Maybe I should have aimed higher.
Maybe.
My son is in this video.
It features
who are
a B-boy
( in case you don’t know A B-boy or B-girl is a person devoted to hip hop culture.)
group from Seattle, Washington.
This is a commercial.
In the first one he’s a scientist who gets hit with a fish, in the second he plays the same character and shows up with a clipboard AND A BEARD!).
Oh.
And he helped write it-
God help us all.
ps…i just figured out how my truck got those dents in the hood and on the roof…geeze kid…if it turns up in one of these things you are SO going to have to buy me an expensive gift.
VERY EXPENSIVE.
( for real Diego, I’m proud of you- for standing true to what you do and for being your own man…even if it involves getting hit with fish and sticking it on youtube
love from Mom …and Pops of course….)
behind the scene: massive monkees crash testing coosh
coosh crash test #2
more on Massive Monkees HERE
Massive Monkees put Seattle on the b-boy mapBy REGINA HACKETT
SEATTLE POST-INTELLIGENCER ART CRITIC :Story HERE
So today I heard that Caribou Barbie cancelled her upcoming appearance at a fundraiser here in Washington State.
Well.
Thanks for making the days a little less exciting, a little drabber- thanks for NOTHING Caribou Barbie.
You could have brought joy and excitement to the people of Washington State-
we could have organized rallies and invited young people who can’t afford to go to College and working Moms and Single Dads and all of people who are losing their homes to show up and wave signs around with your name on it to tell us what they think you could do bring to the Country- should God forbid- anything happen to John McInsanity McCain.
We even could have held fundraisers like bake sales where the main prize at the Silent Auction could have been a giant cake that looks like a Bridge and little cupcakes under it shaped like the Exxon Valdez.
And as a way to involve everyone across the state we could have held a series of charity Hockey games ( and not told the people who actually owned the Ice Rinks we were showing up…sort of like what you did with that sports center in Wasilla ) and everyone who played- even the guys- could have worn lipstick and helmets shaped like dogs heads.
The highlight of your visit could have been your entrance.
For your grand entrance we could have had little kids a dressed up like Polar Bears and three legged wolves running around screaming, ” The Mavericks are Coming, The Mavericks are Coming! ” as you raced your way down the street after them on a Snowmachine while wearing an Alaskan Independence Party T-Shirt and your husband’s name written on your forhead in red sharpie pen.
Those are such great ideas Caribou Barbie, it’s a shame that we can’t….
hey
you know what?
We could do these things without you.
Yes.
!Yes We Can!
According to some map on CNN Washington State is ‘ up for grabs ‘ because all of us out here in the Pacific Northwest are SO in love with Caribou Barbie.
So here’s some insight from:
a woman
who is from Washington State
and can take a joke- which is what this survey must have been:
Okay CNN guys…good one but here are some facts about Washington State-
First of all:
The last time we had a Republican Governor was in 1980 and the last time our state went to a Republican Presidential candidate was in 1984. I doubt if we would entertain the thought of supporting a Republican candidate like McCain who has to date told 52 whopping big lies that are now plastered all over Youtube and the internet and his VP Pick Chick who thinks that being able to see Russia from her back yard counts as Foreign Policy Experience.
Washington state has given things to the world like Jimmy Hendrix, Mount St. Helens and the Lady Washington– that bitchin’ ship that was used in the Star Trek Movie ” Generations ” as well as the “Pirates of the Caribbean” movies
and
FYI one of the ” Founding Fathers ” of Seattle was a woman named Lou Graham – she was a Madam.
Like Frank Sinatra said, we do it our way in Washington State.
We’re not going to get into lockstep with a bunch of Republicans from Alaska. I’m not saying anything bad about Alaska but Hell the reality is, we’re not even in lockstep with the Eastern half of our own state.
So whatever it was they were drinking at CNN when they came up with that factoid- share it with the rest of us.
We could all use a good laugh about now.
c.a.d.
denver, co
I went back and searched for pictures of the lines- of any one of the many lines- I stood in with my friends from Washington State and California to attend the Obama Nomination Acceptance Speech in at the Mile High Stadium in Denver, Co.
There are pictures of neat lines that went somewhere, but there were none of us standing in the lines that went in circles or pictures of the other lines that we got into that led down dirt trails to the street that we crossed so that we could cross the street again and go back to the stadium and go through a security line.
Those images are committed to memory just like the ones I have now of how we walked around and around we told each how one day we would tell our Grand kids what we did so that we could be there the day President Obama accepted the Nomination.
I’ll remember how hot it was, stories about the people we met- the determination we all had to make it through that line- how people didn’t bicker or fight or snap at each other when things got confusing.
I remember law enforcement officers in riot gear handing out bottles of water and asking how people were feeling. I remember that we all enjoyed joking around with them.
In those wonky lines we told each other that were sorry that we were missing the music and speeches, but we were also telling ourselves that whatever it took, we were going to be in the stadium in time to see our Candidate acccept the Nomination.
So was it worth the dust, the heat, the weird lines that went nowhere? Was it worth the uncertainty, the aching feet the sore legs?
I think that line, that walk, represented what our Country has been through for the past eight years- and I’ll tell you something else, at some level I think that’s what kept us going.
We are on a journey to end all of that.
When me and my friend got into the Stadium we sat about six rows down from the very top row at the stadium I’m from Seattle so that hike up was a challenge and at one point I tried to take a breath and couldn’t get air into my lungs.
But in that packed section we were assigned to I saw a place for us- and that did it, we made it to our row and when we sat down we started to laugh.
We Made It
at last.
Anita Marie
Mountlake Terrace, Washington
Irregular Bones 
