So you don't know this about me yet, but I love, love, love the song "Baby Got Back" by Sir Mix-A-Lot. It is an excellent running song that gets my feet moving much faster than normal. Picture me dashing down a country road singing the lyrics at the top of my lungs, disturbing wildlife with every mile, and shaking my thang. OK, don't picture that. It's a disturbing image.
Well, this great song just got better. Editor Cheryl Klein has written new lyrics for it, in a literary vein. The new title is "Baby Got Book" and it is hysterical and awesome. (scroll down to the April 26th entry.) Click on the link and read it now, but remember boys and girls: she wrote it, she owns it. Don't go spreading it around without her permission.
I fretted muchly over my tomatoes last night. Here they are, naked in front of the approaching cold front.
And here they are all bundled up for the night. Cozy, no?
Maybe I should be packing them in my suitcase. I leave Thursday for sunny and warm San Jose, CA as the visiting author to the San Jose Area Writing Project. Those events are all sold out, but if you live in the area, please come out and hang out with me at Hicklebee's bookstore, Friday May 2nd, at 4pm.
Two grace notes in my life yesterday; simple things that made me smile. I spent an hour holding my 4-month-old grand nephew Kegan. There is something about the smell of a baby that makes everything right in the world. And for dinner, BH cooked up some locally-caught baked bullhead (it's a fish) and served it with the peach chutney I canned last summer. Yum!
Well, this great song just got better. Editor Cheryl Klein has written new lyrics for it, in a literary vein. The new title is "Baby Got Book" and it is hysterical and awesome. (scroll down to the April 26th entry.) Click on the link and read it now, but remember boys and girls: she wrote it, she owns it. Don't go spreading it around without her permission.
I fretted muchly over my tomatoes last night. Here they are, naked in front of the approaching cold front.
And here they are all bundled up for the night. Cozy, no?Maybe I should be packing them in my suitcase. I leave Thursday for sunny and warm San Jose, CA as the visiting author to the San Jose Area Writing Project. Those events are all sold out, but if you live in the area, please come out and hang out with me at Hicklebee's bookstore, Friday May 2nd, at 4pm.
Two grace notes in my life yesterday; simple things that made me smile. I spent an hour holding my 4-month-old grand nephew Kegan. There is something about the smell of a baby that makes everything right in the world. And for dinner, BH cooked up some locally-caught baked bullhead (it's a fish) and served it with the peach chutney I canned last summer. Yum!



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And you are SO right about that new baby smell. I'm missing my grandson right about now.
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Best of luck with the tomatoes, they look very snug. Have a wonderful time in San Jose.
My music confession is I love to listen to Janet Jackson’s Nasty Boys when I exercise. It has a great beat and it brings me back to a time when the only thing I worried about was what happy hour I was going to with my girl friends, if I had enough Aqua net and lipstick to make it through the many applications in the ladies room. After all it was the 80’s!
Everyone else on this LJ -- what are your favorite tunes to run to?
--Brian
I ask what others listen to tomorrow in my post.
I was watching the latest video blog John Green did and it linked to this site:
http://www.bookosphere.net/johngree
Scroll down to the bottom and there is the cover of Speak in the picture on the bottom left. I just thought that was kinda cool.
Ah, that new-person smell?
http://www.whiteboydj.com/babygotbook.h
This one has been around for a while. So, it might have come first. idk for sure though.
Your Tomatoes whould fair just fine with the way you've got them bundled up. That's some creative gardening. lol.
I like big BUTTS and I cannot lie!
You other brothers nah nah nye!
When a girl na na witha ninny nunny waist and a na na in yo face....
At that point, they trailed off, paused, then started over at the beginning again.
I laughed. Girl Student then said, "I love that song....but Srta. Brown, the song is so long, it's hard to learn all the words!"
I kept quite hidden the fact that they were singing a song that came out when I was that age myself and that I (embarrassingly) still remember a large percentage of the words even now.
*Sigh* Babies. My favorite is when they fall asleep in your arms. So peaceful. Or when they are fussing and you pick them up and bounce them a little and tell them it's ok, and then they calm down and everything is ok.