Thursday, March 01, 2007

He wasn't the one who slew the dragon or turfed the snakes, so what did he do?

It is St. David's Day today apparently, and me without any Welsh music in the house with which to celebrate. I do have some Manic Street Preachers, but I don't feel like listening to them. Will Jarvis Cocker be close enough?

I suppose I could cook up some leeks instead, but I don't have any of those either, so it will have to be onions.

Man, I suck at St. David's Day.

Sorry, Welsh people.
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Our meeting went on for an hour and a half today and the whole time I could smell stinky feet. We meet in a lecture hall that has stadium seating, so it is possible that somebody's feet were nestled up against the back of my head, but we generally always sit in roughly the same locations , being creatures of habit, and I don't recall any malodorous peds kicking me in the noodle before. Maybe somebody barfed on the carpet or something.
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Tomorrow is the final day of Canada Reads and I am getting pretty nervous. Here's the rundown:
- first gone = Children of My Heart
- next voted off = Natasha and Other Stories

So tomorow they have to go from three books to the one book that all Canada should read. I think Stanley Park will get turfed right off the hop, which leaves it down to Song of Kahunsha versus Lullabies for Little Criminals.

The suspense is killing me.

18 comments:

Flannery Alden said...

As a person of partial Welshishness, I forgive you. It's just nice to know someone remembered. On a side note, Tom Jones is Welsh, so you could jam some of that.

mellowlee said...

St Davids day huh? Maybe we could sing a rousing rendition of "These are the Dave's I know I know" by the Kids In The Hall? :O)

Deb said...

It's the thought that counts, right?

Stinky feet, ew, that makes me gag.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Hi Flannery Alden, welcome. It's great to have a person of partial Welshishness visiting today, of all days.
I could croon a little What's New Pussycat, I guess. But we also just remembered we've got some Super Furry Animals kicking around so we should be okay.

Yes, Mel! I didn't notice KITH mentioning St David, but I'm sure they would approve of him being a Dave we know we know.

Isn't weird how you can always tell that it's feet, Deb? I mean how often does one smell stinky feet, right? Not that often, but somehow we seem to have smell-o-memory.

Allison said...

How ignorant of moi, I did not know such day existed. I had a hankering to listen to Jarvis today, actually.

Bah, stinky feet are the worst, especially in lecture halls I find. That shit travels.

John Mutford said...

Wasn't Princess Di Welsh? You could listen to "Candle In The Wind"? HAH! No, not the new Anna Nicole version, the last one.

I'm all geared up for Canada Reads too! Should be a great show!

Dale said...

Excellent idea Mel. I'm clueless about St Dave's Day. I am unofficially scared of Flannery Alden right now though so I am cueing up some Tom Jones with The Cardigans to be safe. Burning Down The House.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

See, Al, learning don't just happen in school, and some days in stinky lecture halls, learning don't happen at all.

I'm listening to Canada Reads RIGHT NOW, John - oh the suspense! Go Lullabies!
You've been watching the Anna Nichole channel again, haven't you?

Why is your fear of Flannery Alden only unofficial, Dale? Good strategy on the Welsh exorcism there!

Fearless said...

I can't believe you don't have any music by the greatest Welsh band ever, the Welsh Beatles in fact.... Super Furry Animals!! You should fix this situation post haste... they even have an album sung entirely in welsh..MWNG!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

You are absolutely right, Fearless, which is why I am taking such pleasure in pointing out that in an earlier comment, I stated that I did remember that I had Super Furry Animals, so all was taken care of. Next time I will be sure to put an important point like that in a post edit.

Flannery Alden said...

It must be my Welsh Fierceness...not enough to officially scare anyone, just enough to make someone feel like someone is watching them only to turn around and realize there's no one there.

BeckEye said...

I think St. David was just St. Patrick's wing man.

John Mutford said...

dydd gwyl Dewi hapus

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Well, it's official then, FA, Welsh people are scary, sneaky, and more than a little creepy. Please don't put a hex on me. (Is that a Welsh power?)

hahaha you win, Beckeye! I'll bet they were a formidable team whilst hitting on wenches together.

Are you drunk, John? Or just Welsh?

Fearless said...

Oops, my bad... didn't read all the comments first. I was listening to Guerilla in the shower this morning... I love Nightvision...

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Hey, it's all good, Fearless. Life is too short to read all the comments.
I must confess that although we have some SFA cds, I only have a passing familiarity with them. I will have to dig them out and listen properly.

justacoolcat said...

My name is David and I don't even know what he did, then again, I'm no Saint.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I guess that's where the problem lies then, Just A David - not enough saintly training for you.