I got nuthin' new tonight

So I'll just share one of my favorite NGDB songs:



Meanwhile, I'm getting ready to head out of town tomorrow, heading up country* to do some deer hunting.

*I've never actually seen these guys before, though I toss this CD in the player every time I "go up country". But I swear that singer with the weird little sunglasses reminds me of the dude in this "free credit report dot com" commercial. Perhaps I should have seen that coming at me "like an atom bomb".

"Richard..."

So when I got home from work this evening, I had an invite as a "friend" (for whatever my "friendship" is worth) from my wonderful blog partner Emily, specifically on Youtube. By which lovely invite I discovered that Youtube allows one to invite friends. Also to add favorite videos. I had not known this before, being old and technologically dweebish.

Immediately I started adding favorite videos, mostly from recent posts concerning the Big Band Era. Gad, I loves me some old time rock 'n' roll and some country/western, but I've been on a Big Band kick recently.

Also, before it goes away forever, I searched back through some 'Pints posts for cool stuff. Found some, some of which I've added to my Youtube favorites.

But one I came across some time back is just too cool for words, even if parts are totally un-PC. As the lovely Juliette says, "you know they would have been toast had it been 2008".

Indeed.

Oxymoron alert

Quick, can anybody describe, in 25 words or less, what exactly is wrong with this album?

This is so wrong

As Ricki says about Granny singing "Big Gazongas", which is indeed extremely funny, there is something very wrong about rendering the Great and Powerful Marty Robbins in World of Warcraft style.

But it is weirdly impressive, in a weirdly impressive sort of way:

Country/Western Trivia (Teddy the Dog edition)

Well, not really any trivia questions. Too damned tired from doing the Sainted Bride's bidding on that damned garden project in the backyard, which required roto-tilling, several hundred pounds of compost, and several hundred pounds of stone for a garden path.

Seriously, I thought about doing a trivia quiz but it ain't happenin'. So I thought I'd embed this vid of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band's signature tune, which includes the part up front that lots of folks haven't heard of Uncle Charlie and his dog Teddy. Listen to the whole thing. To this day, since I acquired the album and heard Uncle Charlie, I can't listen to "Mr. Bojangles" in any way, shape, or form, without hearing Uncle Charlie and Teddy:



UPDATE: Damn. Did I ever mention how much I love Sammy Davis, Jr.? I've heard lots of his stuff but I never heard him singing "Mr. Bojangles". Well here he is doing so. RIP Sammy, we'll always love you.

Sore

Roto-tilling sucks. Not as much as doing it with a shovel, but it still sucks. Jeez, I'm sore. I suspect I'll be even more sore tomorrow.

Well this pisses me off

I was running around the lab a few minutes ago, then went back to the office just in time to catch part of the top-of-the-hour newsfeed. Seems there was some guy whose house was foreclosed on.

So he trashed it. Petty little bastard.

Yet the news story tried to make him out like a victim. Well, he might have gotten a smidgen of sympathy from were it not for trashing the house.

Oh, and the city (Fremont? Not sure, didn't hear it clearly) gave the bank three days to clean it up.