They're coming to take me away, Ha Ha!!
Monday, Oct. 10, 2005 at 11:41 a.m.
Sunday was the Hubster�s 36th birthday. Oh, here�s a picture of us:
Isn�t he CUTE?
He got a nice card and a check from his folks, a nice card and a Lowe�s gift card from my folks, and two new shirts, a roto-zip saw, and a Sony MP3 from me. He also got a copy of the new Hitchhiker�s Guide to the Galaxy DVD from Laura and Ross, and we all went out to lunch at Alice Cooper�stown.
Oddly enough, Gary�s new MP3 came with the song �School�s Out for Summer�. Alice wasn�t there, sometimes he is and sometimes he plays free shows there. He�s a nice guy, though. No matter what his song says. And the meat loaf is damn spiffy, so whenever you find yourself in downtown Phoenix and lost behind AmWest arena, look his place up.
Gary spent most of the rest of the day downloading music. Now he�s thinking he needs some new music. SIGH.
I did spend part of the weekend watching The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed Up Zombies and The Adventures of Rat Pfink and Boo Boo, both creations of the one and only Ray Dennis Steckler, the King of the B Movies. This is certainly true. His movies look like they were made with about a $20 budget but you can see how each one was a labor of love. Rat Pfink in particular is funny as a satire/spoof of all spy and superhero movies. I really liked how Rat Pfink stood up in the sidecar, pointing with EXTREME CONFIDENCE the direction Boo Boo should drive the motorcycle. And yes, Boo Boo sounded just like the bear of the same name. And all Ray�s movies have KILLER soundtracks. God, how I love this bad stuff. I�ve seen Creatures several times before so I just watched it with Ray�s commentary and I was continually smiling at how he praised everyone he worked with and told stories about all these people, and how sad it was that so many of them have lost touch with each other. This guy beat the odds and made a living in Hollywood, albeit a hardscrabble living at times, but a living. It was also amazing to hear how many of the people he worked with went on to HUGE technical careers in Hollywood, one of them being nominated for SIX academy awards for sound editing (?). Everyone has to start from somewhere, though, yes?
Speaking of Boo Boo, here�s song for you. It�s sung to the tune of Camptown Races:
There�s a place that we all know (Jelly, Jelly)
There�s a place that we all know (Jelly, Jellystone)
Jelly, Jellystone, Jelly, Jellystone
There�s a place that we all know (Jelly, Jellystone)
Yogi has a 12 inch dong (Yogi, Yogi)
Yogi has a 12 inch dong (Cindy�s a happy bear!)
Cindy�s a happy bear, Cindy�s a happy bear
Yogi has a 12 inch dong (Cindy�s a happy bear!)
Cindy likes m�nage a troix (Cindy, Cindy)
Cindy likes m�nage a troix (Boo Boo�s a happy bear!)
Boo Boo�s a happy bear, Boo Boo�s a happy bear
Cindy likes m�nage a troix (Boo Boo�s a happy bear!)
Boo Boo�s only 3 feet tall (Boo Boo, Boo Boo)
Boo Boo�s only 3 feet tall (Yogi�s a happy bear!)
Yogi�s a happy bear, Yogi�s a happy bear
Boo Boo�s only 3 feet tall (Yogi�s a happy bear!)
Ranger takes it up the ass (Ranger, Ranger)
Ranger takes it up the ass (Yogi�s a happy bear!)
Yogi�s a happy bear, Yogi�s a happy bear
Ranger takes it up the ass (Yogi�s a happy bear!)
There�s a place that we all know (Jelly, Jelly)
There�s a place that we all know (Jelly, Jellystone!)
Jelly, Jellystone, Jelly, Jellystone
There�s a place that we all know (Jelly, Jellystone!)
See now, I know this kind of crap, but I�m not aux fait with how the damn Supreme Court works. Or an internal combustion engine, for that matter. Isn�t that just crazy?? However, I bring up that to Hubster and he says that at least I�m entertaining. Now if I can figure out a way to make money at it.