August 25th, 2004

kitten hammock

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Dammit. I feel icky. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate colds.

I fell asleep around 6:30 last night. Seth woke me up around 7:30 to eat dinner. He had gotten a book for me that I'd asked him to pick up at some significant inconvenience to him. I had insisted that I needed it RIGHT AWAY and that it couldn't wait until Wednesday. Of course, at ten 'til 8, I crawled back into bed and didn't emerge until this morning at 6:30 or so. And I STILL feel icky. Shouldn't a long night's sleep make me all better? Seems the answer is no.


So then I'm on my way (begrudgingly) to work this morning when suddenly I'm in pain from the top of my head to the tips of my fingers and toes and everything in between. And I don't mean that "oh, I went to the gym yesterday and now everything hurts" way. I mean agonizing, sharp, piercing pain. It lasted about half an hour. Now it's gone but my muscles in my arms and legs feel weak. It's entirely stupid. People must think I make this shit up, but I don't. And I was actually worried. If it happens again, I'm going and getting a physical.

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A little obscure and very British?

So I'm on my way to work this morning and I switched from the classical radio station over to the morning show on Z-104 ("brett haber in the morning" for those of you who care). Right. Anyway, this morning Haber had decided that he needed new cell phone ring tones, and he was listening to other people's rings on the radio, guessing what they were, and such. He guessed all the ones that were only vaguely reminiscent of popular music today (since that's the business he's in, I guess it makes sense).

So someone plays The Liberty Bell March and Haber is trying to figure out what it is. It sounds so familiar, he says. I know I've heard it, I just can't place it. She tells him "this one's a little bit older than some of the ones people have been playing." Finally, exasperated, he gives up and asks what it is. The chick says, "My mother says it's the theme to Monty Python..."

"OH YES!" says Haber. "That's the Flying Circus Theme! Very good! That's a little obscure and very British! Thanks for calling."


No, it is NOT obscure. And no, it is NOT BRITISH.

Monty Python's The Flying Circus did, indeed, use the Liberty Bell March as its theme music. It was used, in part, because it was free from copyright fees. John Philip Sousa was an American composer wrote </i>The Liberty Bell March in 1893. Damn straight it's "A little bit older" than the "Friends" theme music. And not just 1969!

Of course, I had to call in. Much to my surprise, I didn't get a busy signal. I got an actual person immediately. No, they didn't put me on the radio. I'm not cool enough. But I did get to tell J.C. "The Monty Python Theme is neither obscure, nor British. It's a march by the American composer John Philip Sousa called 'The Liberty Bell'." J.C. seemed unimpressed, but I'm still proud of me.
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boys are smelly


Stupid typos. I keep finding typos in my posts after I make them. I try to fix them when I can, but I frankly don't have that kind of time on my hands. My apologies to my sensitive readers.
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kitten hammock

updatey thing

I've been pretty lousy about doing substantive updates recently. Truthfully, most of the things I'd like to write I'm either too lazy or too private to write about.

However, there are a few quick notes I'd like to mention.

Shabbos (the 20th) we had Hillel, Jeanne, Jacob and Mali over for dinner. We brought shabbos in early, which made things a little rushed, but fortunately, I had prepared fairly well on Thursday, so all was well. Let's just see if I can do the same tomorrow for this week's meal. Anyway, it was lovely to have them over. Jacob is such a joy, and Mali is delightful. I definitely haven't seen enough of the Glazers in general and Mali in particular. This is only maybe the 4th or 5th time I've seen her since she was born (5 months ago). Jacob was very entertaining playing with his rice. He was fun. Jeanne seemed a little mortified by it, but I thought it was adorable.

I actually made it to shul Saturday morning, and then we had a lovely lunch with Ellen and several other shul members. It was very nice to have a meal and not have to do any of the work. I brought a tomato basil salad, but made it in such a rush that I grossly overestimated how much garlic I should put in it. It was something else! Whew. I won't make that mistake again, hopefully.

There's more, but frankly, I'm tired, and that's as far as I'm getting right now. Later I'll write about Saturday night (I, Robot) and Sunday (Engagement Party).
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