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Best I’ve seen so far on the demise of the Falwell:

. . . hmmm, actually, I think it might be the only thing I’ve read on the topic, even at this late date. News junkie I am not.

Anyway:

Jerry’s Dead

Some of the other entries on there are pretty funny. I like the one about gum. And I like his use of the phrase Pardon my French.

Here’s a song I’ve been enjoying recently. Enjoying so much, in fact, that I have memorized it and sing it often to the little one. Now when I sing it she smiles and smiles.

[It’s too bad they couldn’t fit the whole song into the scene. The last part is nice.]

When I first decided to learn it, I wasn’t sure of some of the lyrics, so I asked the internet what the exact lyrics are. I was very surprised to find that the internet does not know! It thinks it knows, but gets some of them quite wrong.* And then other bits of the internet copy the wrong parts, and so they end up all over the place.

Here are the correct lyrics, as best I can determine.

Down in the Meadow
from River of No Return (1954)

Performed by Marilyn Monroe
written by Darby/Newman

When Mister South Wind sighs in the pines
Old Mister Winter whimpers and whines
Down in the meadow, under the snow
April is teaching green things to grow

When Mister West Wind hums in the glade
Old Mister Summer nods in the shade
Down in the meadow, deep in the brook
Catfish are waiting for the hook

Old Lady Blackbird flirts with the scarecrow
Scarecrow is waving at the moon
Old Mister Moon makes hearts ev’rywhere
Go bump bump
With the magic of June

When Mister East Wind shouts overhead
Then all the leaves turn yellow and red
Down in the meadow corn stalks are high
Pumpkins are ripe and ready for pie

Old Lady Blackbird flirts with the scarecrow
Scarecrow is waving at the moon
Old Mister Moon makes hearts ev’rywhere
Go bump bump
With the magic of June

When Mister North Wind rolls on the breeze
Old Father Christmas trims all the trees
Down in the meadow snow softly gleams
Earth goes to sleep and smiles in her dreams

Nice, yes?

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*An example of the wrong lyrics: “Old Mister Moon makes huts everywhere go bump bump”

Well, that’s a little bit more adult than the original . . .

Another: “Old Father Christmas trims over trees”

Which just doesn’t make any sense. I get the feeling that the person who put up the bad lyrics did not have English as a first language, and was just working out the lines phonetically.

Last: I am tempted to get part of it wrong on purpose — the last line seems to me like it should say “sighs in her dreams” — not because it’s less sappy (sighs can be sappy too), but because my brain keeps making me sing it that way. Also I’m not crazy about the line “catfish are waiting for the hook” and I’m trying to think of a better alternative than “catfish are waiting for a book.”

But I will leave the song intact, at least here, at least for now.

I heart Natalie Dee.

So I’m always on the lookout for new blogs to read. Occasionally I’ll actively go hunting for them, like a few weeks ago when I ran across the blog of a library worker and it dawned on me that there must be many library blogs out there. (Duh.) So I searched for other library work-blogs, and found a couple good ones, most notably Foxy Librarian. But going hunting like that is pretty rare for me — mostly I rely on laziness- er, serendipity to find new blogs, by just clicking on links from other blogs.

Once I find a new one that I can bear to read at all, I go through the archives. After I’ve read everything there, then if it’s entertaining and well written enough that I’m still wanting more, I put a link to the blog on my little page here. That way my brain will have a prompt to go see what’s new over there. (Because my memory? Not my friend.)

I don’t always put a link, though. Often I just continue to visit the new blog via the series of links I followed to find it in the first place. It’s only the ones I really like that get linked. Because, you know, we here are very exclusive. It’s like a resort, really.

Um.

Just the other day I found a new and interesting blog the serendipity way. It’s a people-behaving-badly blog (my favorite!), and it’s funny and well written and insightful, all in new and excellent ways. Finished up the archives quick-like and slapped that link up there with no hesitation.

Then last night, I went to check for updates there, and, omg, she linked to me! That is a first, as far as I know. A stranger has linked to me. It’s a weird feeling. It’s like some kind of signal that this page actually exists in the world, and not just in my world. So, Gamestore Girl, I thank you for the link. And to any who may find me through her, welcome! Know that I write mainly to entertain myself, but wouldn’t mind in the least if you got a little entertained too.