Friday, October 06, 2006

Tidying up (not a misheard lyric)

I've been doing a little work on the blog template - that's the thing that blog fits in (mostly the links at the sides). I'm not feeling up to changing the complete look of the blog just now, my HTML isn't that good and I don't have that kind of time, but I wanted to add recent projects and Flickr.

Whilst I'm housekeeping, the answers to the last month's misheard lyrics:
School For Cats = Cool For Cats - Squeeze
No ducks are handsome in the classroom = Another Brick In The Wall Part 2 - Pink Floyd
Cheap seats, trashy seats = Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves - Cher
Music, makes the boys all sing, on their album = Music -Madonna
And so he was a ladel, and the melon chewed his chair = Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Haram
I Tried Dancing On A Saturday night, just to see what the fuss was about = There Goes The Neighborhood - Sheryl Crow
There's amusement in the rinse = Sledgehammer - Peter Gabriel
The odds against it reaching earth are nineteen-ninety one = The Skyscraper Wean (or Jeely Piece Song) - written by Adam MacNaughton
Street's like a jungle, so call up Bernice = Girls & Boys - Blur
He's got this dream about Bonsai land = Baker Street - Gerry Rafferty
The shareef dont like it, lock the taskbar, lock the taskbar = Rock The Casbah - The Clash
Here we go again with my head in scone, my Lord = Sonnet - The Verve
You started out with nothing; I'm a prophet, you're a shell-fish man = Stuck In The Middle With You - Stealer's Wheel
What's love but a second hand emulsion? = What's Love Got To Do With It? - Tina Turner
Phoneless, phoneless, Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake = Homeless - Paul Simon (featuring the Ladysmith Black Mambazo)
The way she looked, the way she'd accent the colour of her hair = She's Not There - The Zombies
Somebody once told me the world was macaroni = All Star - Smash Mouth
Together we'll break this chainsaw, love = A Little Respect - Erasure (I'd been watching that episode of Scrubs around then)

Also I'd like to publicly wish the best of luck to whoever found my blog after putting the phrase "talking romantically" into Google Canada, and two more people looking for further info about Shania Twain's wooden leg (or lack thereof). I know if I keep mentioning it then I shall look as if I have some kind of fixation, but I'm fascinated with why people are seraching for it several years after the fanciful rumour.

1 comment:

Drowning in Debt said...

Your entry reminded me of an old site I used to check out every now and then, I believe. I especially love the "lock the taskbar" - thanks for the laughs.