Tis Thursday and that means Racket day.
Tis also fucking freezing so I've been forced at last to put the heating on.
To compensate for last week's downer, here's a very silly song. It's Michael, Steve, Jason, Laurie and me belting out a quite ludicrous boogie-woogie version of that old blues standard "Owl Stew" (which Michael assures me is one of those bluesman's euphemisms; in this case for the Lingus family's lovely daughter, Connie … ahem).
I just had to go back and edit this in GarageBand and chop the end off as I realised Steve gives a rundown of the musicians and my "real identity" was on it.
Which is why it now cuts off neatly after Jason's name.
So … Sing along to a song about everybody's favourite snack.
The rest of you can ignore these, but Neetzy has asked if she can try painting a guitar from one of my photos.
Of course you can, Neetzy. Paint whatever you want.
There are lots of photos if you follow the "guitar" link at the bottom of the post but here are four just for me, as I can never get enough of staring at my beautiful PRS.
Sigh …
Mmmmmmm …
Yummy …
Er … Sorry about this one; it's from way back in the day when for some reason bloggers were posting nekkid photos of themselves.It's a nice one of the guitar, though, and that's what it looks like from my perspective when I play it.
Happy Thursday, Blogville.
22 comments:
Very nice....just right to put cheer into one on a cold morning like this.......
I have to make an accordian for a cake, you have not got one of those I can copy have you!!!!!!
I can easily dance to that! But you scared me with that last photo!
Mum: Good luck with the cake! The shape should be easy enough but I'm not sure how you'll do the colour; those things are usually covered in mother-of-toilet-seat.
Joy: Guitars can be pretty scary. Hee hee.
The nuns at my Catholic school wouldn't approve of my visits to your blog - if they knew! Hee hee.
The guitar is an instrument of the Devil!
Well, somebody's got his costume all ready for halloween. The office will love that one. (I'd wear long johns on the train though.)
And, "mother-of-toilet-seat" is the best description I've heard in a goodly while. :D BAHA!
You know the stuff I mean, Shan. You can even get guitars covered in it … I'm sorely tempted. Hee hee.
Thursdays are my new favorite work day! I got in to work early and played this loud so now I'm set for the day in a happy mood. Thanks so much! I hope Neetzy does a painting of the guitar and your legs. I'd buy it!!
Hee hee hee, Katie.
I'm just back from laughing my socks off at Il Rompiballe on your post today.
Did you know what it meant?
Goodness. Not bad pins I have to say. Er...do you often play naked?
Under my clothes, yes.
Why did I know that was coming? :) he he and that was a pun I didn't even plan! lol.
Your REAL identity???? You mean you are really an 80 year old toothless woman from Norwich pretending to be a hip young architect. I knew it!!! You know what gave you away - it was those hairy legs - I've seen the women in Norwich I'd recognize those legs anywhere!!!!
PS Divella - a great sound comes out of those legs!!!
Hee hee, Lynn!
By the way; I can't sleep so I am sitting here writing this nekkid.
Jules: Actually, I'm Johnny Depp in real life.
I had no idea what "Il Rompiballe" meant. If I'd known I surely would have bought that tile!
My EYES...oh my gawd...my EYES!
hee hee, love ya Dive! ;)
Wot an' no pic'?
Katie: Me, too! How cool would that have been?
Shazza: That's my best side.
Lynn: Mercifully, no.
Oooh, I love the nekkid purple legs! My mind is buzzing with painting ideas. We might gather your music and make it into some sort of installation. (don't hold your breath) If anyone wants to go in on this with me let me know!
Johnny Depp hey!?? Don't think he has a musical bone in his body but i guess - who freaking cares!!!!!
Dive,
Your guitars are so beautiful. I probably won't do them justice! Please forgive me if I don't!
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