Ednaaa! Where are my spectacles?

And I always forget: was it 'Skatetown U.S.A.' that had the more-or-less omniscient narrator/DJ all stoned and talking about how the special of the day was "buffalo lips on toast, smiling" ?

The video had only one speed, "choppy", though that may be my computer's fault.

And "Spinal Meningitis" , I decided long ago, is what it would sound like if there were some hair metal band invited to contribute a track to a benefit record for childhood diseases. And the lyric writer of that band isn't especially bright, and well…

I ain't suckin' the fun outta nothin', and you're not even the Fourth Stallion.

Hey there, fancy pants…
I've always held that they were an extended meta-joke about the life cycle of bands. The first two were The Basement Years, 'Pure Guava' was the Major Label Breakthrough, 'Chocolate and Cheese' was the Sloppy Sophomore Follow Up, '12 Golden Country Hits' was the Inevitable Re-Embracing of…

"It's a beautiful flower, goddammit, not a fucking ice cream cone!"

A sexual practice known as the Cosby Sweater would have to include a bunch of idiosyncratic elements that don't make sense in a garment *or* a sexual position. Tire treads, for example.

Will You Marry Me: I'm glad someone made an avatar of that terrible woman from that commercial. She's supposed to be spunky, or something.

Also, had a word that too-strongly reads as "mutilated" at a glance in a headline regarding her death.

Around the corner…
…fudge is made.

There was this great thing I saw once in Musician Magazine. It was a pic of Henley playing drums, and the caption read that Don's "inability to play chordal instruments" had greatly enhanced his drumming.

And his endless pimping for Soloflex. Is an artist allowed to farm out their image for use in advertising? Hell yeah. Are the rest of us allowed to make fun of them for it? You know it.

"Ventura Highway" is a lovely song, even including strange notes about "purple rain" and "alligator lizards in the air" as it does.

Is "QFT" something we say now?

"Sucking on lemons" is actually an older colloquialism for what uptight prudes are like. Churchgoers and so on.

They fucking deserve jail time for "Desperado."

Awright dammit. I said this last time 'Schizopolis' got brought up, and I'll say it again: Elmo Oxygen and his playmates are not just mouthing gibberish. Not exactly, anyway; every word they use is a Noun. Okay? All nouns.

Thanks to David Morse, too, I guess…
"…accidentally stabbed him in the face," huh? Probably more to that story. Not sure I need to actually Netflix this one to find out though.

I was -of all things- loading in Kenny Chesney to the local arena here when I guy I don't usually trust told me about this. But even there, yes, no surprise. Pisses me off though: I mean, this definitely didn't have to go like this, as no doubt she herself knew.