On Friday I did a post
whining talking about the kids being struck down with the dread lurgy that has seemingly taken over the entire valley, and finished with a clip of The Pigs singing Sofa People.
Now, I’m not a country music fan and neither are many of you. Nevertheless, if you can’t get a laugh from watching The Pigs…. well, you just should, orright?
For those of you who did enjoy the utter silliness of The Pigs here is another clip (lets face it, when am I going to get the opportunity to post about them again?) although I am going to add a warning.
No, it isn’t to look out for the barely stifled laughter of the line-dancing girls, nor is it to warn of the unexpected appearance of the legendary John Williamson on jaw harp.
The problem is that since I first heard this version of Beyoncé’s Single Ladies I have never been able to hear hers again without the country twang of The Pigs overriding all thought processes.
Watch it at your own risk. I’m still humming it…
Weekly sick child tally- two.
Time to myself- zero.
Clearly there is Something Going Around as I have had one sick child home from school each day this week.
As mentioned in my previous post Number 1 son was home for the first two days before managing to crawl back to school on Wednesday.
Just as well he recovered, because after picking up a victorious Number 2 son from a basketball round robin on Tuesday (victorious, but in a state of collapse), they switched places and Number 2 has spent much of the remainder of the week in a fevered sleep on the couch.
Of course, if the Man catches this variety of plague I may well have to resort to extreme measures to deal with him because I’m all outta sympathy.
As I have had no time to myself this week and can’t think of anything intelligent to write, I had to share this clip which, appropriately, includes a couch funeral and the exhortation to get off the couch and do something, people!
Sofa People, by The Pigs.
Yup. All that slacking off with the kids in the last two weeks was going to catch up with me one day and today was that day. I dropped them off at school this morning and reluctantly returned home to survey the damage all that laziness created.
Of course I hadn’t abandoned all house cleaning while they were on school holidays, I had just been performing at the minimum acceptable level. Unfortunately that meant today I had to go above and beyond to catch up. Bugger….
I’m not saying this was exactly the little voice in my head while I was washing and scrubbing, but it was something pretty close.
You regular readers probably know that I am not really a fan of sharks, I’m not the only one out there who has a thing about them though, am I…..?
Well, on tv tonight I saw a preview for a movie that is so bad I had to share it with you shark lovers. Sharknado. Yep, shark+tornado. The toothy storm from hell. Completely realistic.
I’m just glad it wasn’t an ad for Australian tv. I would be able to avoid that first run without a problem, but late one night….I’ll change the channel… and there it’ll be. Sharks dropping from the sky. I’d never be able to watch late night trashy movies ever again….
It you have a problem with sharks (or storms, or over acting) you should probably not watch this clip. Unless you want to see the fastest and least likely way to bisect a plummeting shark. It’s at the 38-ish second mark if you blinked the first time…
Go on. You know you want to.
Last year I did a post about the Ballinakill Merman. In the comments we had many theories about this event; mostly related to the level of inebriation that Thomas O’Toole and Michael Warde were at when they saw the red-lipped, bushy eyebrowed, and partially blue-skinned denizen of the deep breast-stroking towards them in Ballinakill Bay back in 1937.
In my wanders through Trove today I stumbled across this funny comic strip from the time.
Do yez see phwat oi see Mike? Bedad Pat, ’tis a gentleman mermaid!
Sufferin’ mackerel! If he isn’t after followin us, he is!
Baste him on the head, the spalpeen*!
No Mike! Let him follow us back to Ballinakill.
Phwat!! An’ let him make liars of us yez fat-head! WHAM.
It just shows we weren’t the only ones who thought that Michael and Thomas should have kept their mouths shut after giving the Merman that smack on the head with the oar.
*Salpeen- Good-for-nothing fellow.
I found this gem by teddiefilms while I was aimlessly wandering through the interwebs and had to share it with you.
If you are a Star Wars fan you probably greeted the news that there will be more films produced in the series with very mixed feelings. Those original three films have a special place in the heart of many people, but the new ones, not so much…..
This brilliant and hilarious clip, with Anakin/Darth lamenting all those issues* in the style of Gotye’s Somebody That I Used To Know, had me falling off the couch laughing.
It is a long weekend here in Australia and I will be lazing with the kids on Monday, so I’ll see you on Tuesday. Have a good weekend!
*Anyone who can put the line “then you had my character portrayed by sub-par actors” into a song effectively needs an award.