The View From Kalamazoo

Can’t wait for this book to come out in September – both of my little devils darlings have photos in, much cuteness abounds.

Will have to buy for grandparents.

I spent my weekend moving furniture and clearing the debris field that was my daughter’s room. Colin now has his Big Boy Bed in place (and he’s very pleased with the sheets I found – construction trucks. “TUCK!”), the small dresser from his sister’s room (complete with more ‘tucks’ on the drawers – peel-off wallpaper border to de-girlify it a bit), and a re-arranged set-up. He’s all about his “B’Bed!”

Emma’s room involved Sat…Sun…last night…and is still ongoing. You haven’t seen a packrat like this kid – she’ll have an apartment in New York filled with 30 years of old newspapers, mark my words. Two garbage bags later there are still a few more boxes of toys to sift through (and at this point I was just trying to find the floor, bed, and get the obvious garbage out of there. there is serious sorting and more disposal of useless objects yet in my future) that have been in the basement (after she did something rude thing or another to get whatever toys she was playing with at that moment taken away).

What an unbelievable chore. I’d say a good 1/3 of her stuff is going bye-bye. Maybe more – especially if she gives me a ration like last night about how *insert high-pitched nasal whine here* ‘tiiiiiired’ and ‘booooooored’ she was with the process. And let’s not forget ‘Why do IIIIIIIIIIII have to dooooo it?’ [because it’s your stuff and you made the mess, little girl] ‘That’s miiiiiine!’ [it’s a toy from a kid’s meal. it was at the bottom of a box you haven’t been into in months. it hasn’t been important to you, it’s not important now and it’s going!] I’ve been SO enjoying the tongue clucking with the hip thrust out in indignation action (with fists on hips!), and combined with the classic eye roll it’s a winner. The neighbors likely think I’m beating her, to hear her hollering ‘NO!’ and crying and screaming when I toss something she cut up/drew on/otherwise half-destroyed.

I’m a mean mom! I make Emma….HELP CLEAN HER ROOM! This ain’t Clean Sweep, baby. It’s light a fire and watch it BURN! *muahaha*

So the other night Bri runs across this Boing Boing follow-up covering a blog entry about ‘sequels’ to songs: (some excerpts)

-How Are We Going to Get These Dogs Back In?

-Bust an Additional Move

-Seriously, Eileen, Come On

-Whoomp! There It Continues to Be

(There are lots of links to more.)

He can’t stop laughing and in-between chortles reads many aloud. So I started IMing him some that I came up with. He suggested I had to share, so here we go (keep in mind it was late, I was punchy, and the goal was making him make that hilarious noise he makes when he laughs real hard.)

Some are obvious. Some you might have to think about:

-Melody Captured After Daring Escape

-Rock n’ Roll Community College

-I Was Thinking About You (But Then My Girlfriend Came Back Into the Room)

-Ok- Now Justify My Career

-Child Support, Child Support

-Less Than a Proposal

-Everything I Did, I Did It For You (So I Turned State’s Witness)

-Late For Work, Late For Work

-Black or White (or Red or Yellow or Brown – So Long as They’re Pre-Pubescent)

-Carpathian Tragedy

-Never mind, I believe you

-Woman Slips Off Ledge After Dangling For Hours

-(Won’t You Shower) Funky Town

-I Didn’t Say “Simon Says”!

-Faith Alone Does Not Pay the Electric Bill

-Boom Boom (Let’s Get Out of Here Before the Cops Catch Us With the Bottle Rockets)

-I Wanna Go Home With Somebody

-Wasn’t Gonna Give You Up (But Your Mom Got Custody)

-Volume Has a Leak -There I Went Again

-Now That We’re Alone – Do You Want To See Something REALLY Scary?

-I Just Flunked Geography

-I’m Decomposing In Your Arms Tonight

-Mambo no.6

-Love May Not Cost a Thing, But Dinner at That Swank French Restaurant Certainly Does

-Wheel In the Sky Was Just a Traffic Copter

-Oops! They Caught Me Again

-No, Officer, That’s *Genie* In My Bottle…

-Livin’ la vida asila

-(My Heart Will Go On) So They Want To Pull The Plug

-Lunch At McDonalds

-Heel

-Should I Be a Little More Decisive?

-Do They Know it’s Yom Kippur? Diwali?

-Did You Exchange It for (the Right Stuff)?

-(Like a Prayer) is a Simile, Not a Metaphor

-He Ain’t Heavy (He’s on Slimfast)

-It’s a Minor Moral Transgression

-Who’s That Girl (Who Just Stole Your Car?)

-The Sun Always Shines On Only in Certain Areas Within the Arctic or Antarctic Circles

-Papa Sells Used Cars

-When the Going Gets Tough (the Tough Hire Assistants)

-We aren’t’ the world, We’re Just Egomaniacs

-I Just Called to Say I’ll Be Late So Don’t Wait Up

-White, White Toilet

And I want to add to the exhaustive list of supergroups that never were:

Simply Red Hot Chili Peppers

Jan & Dean Martin

Johnny Horton Heat

Crosby, Stills, Nash & (fine) Young Cannibals

Three Dog Night Ranger

KC and the Sunshine Band Aid

Culture Club Nouveau

Michael Jackson Browne

Shakespeare’s Sister Sledge

Camper Van Morrison

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[And I thought I was just a stressed-out, over-tired spaz…]

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This just in…Hell freezing over…

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[that must be what happened to my career]

The most important medieval illuminated manuscript found in Britain in living memory is at the centre of a battle between leading museums.

The Fitzwilliam Museum in Cambridge lost out to the John P Getty Museum of Los Angeles when the manuscript, now known as the Macclesfield Psalter, sold for £1.5m at auction this summer.