1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, MP3 Player, or whatever on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.
If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?
What You Are - Drill
How would you describe yourself?
Graveyard Blues - Wages of Sin
What do you like in a guy/girl?
I Hate Myself for Losing You - Kelly Clarkson
How do you feel today?
A Mhaihrin Dhileas - Celtic Quest (slow, sleepy...this song makes me think of a hot summer day)
What is your life's purpose?
Crazy for You - Madonna (My life's purpose is to go crazy, apparently. Short trip!)
What is your motto?
Underneath Your Clothes - Shakira (Not really a motto; maybe more like a goal...?)
What do your friends think of you?
Glad Tidings - Van Morrison
What do you think of your parents?
You Are - LeAnn Rimes (No, YOU are...your mom...no, YOUR mom....)
What do you think about very often?
Completely - Jennifer Day
What is 2 + 2?
Sur le Fil - Yann Tiersen
What do you think of your best friend?
Comptine d'un Autre Ete: L'Apres Midi - Yann Tiersen (I actually gave this one some thought...this means "Nursery Rhyme of another Summer: Afternoon." If I take this question to be asking about my longest-time friend, that's Becky. And we spent many a long summer afternoon playing and running and pretending. And that's one of my favorite memory collections. Love ya, Beck.)
What do you think of the person you like?
Live to Tell - Madonna
What is your life story?
Truth No. 2 - Dixie Chicks
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Wheel of Fortune - Ace of Base (Okay, so now you know my secret. I want to be Vanna White when I grow up.)
What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Heave Away - Wages of Sin (...Hee.)
What will you dance to at your wedding?
Les Jours Tristes - Yann Tiersen (Okay, this is perhaps a sign I should never get married? This means "The Sad Days.")
What will they play at your funeral?
Big, Blonde, and Beautiful - Queen Latifah, Hairspray soundtrack (YEAH!)
What is your hobby/interest?
Big Time - Big & Rich
What is your biggest fear?
Living in Danger - Ace of Base
What is your biggest secret?
What Happened - Gretchen Wilson
What do you think of your friends?
Voulez-vous Danser - Ace of Base (Seems to me that I had an abundance of Ace of Base songs the last time I did this meme too. I've added quite a bit of music since then...what the heck's going on??)
What will you post this as?
Athair Ar Neamh - Enya (Evidently, Athair Ar Neamh means "Father in Heaven." Enya doesn't care that I'm a godless heathen!)
Tags: meme, music
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Manwuctus
For my inaugural post here, the origin and proper usage of "manwuctus."
What does Manwuctus mean? The answer is, nothing. It's a nonsense word my cousin uttered on our trip to California. While sitting in the dingy Motel 6 with the space capsule shower, she was idly picking at the thin, garish bedspread when she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I see. They're custom ugly." In addition to the "Motel 6" logos all over them, they were covered with a variety of random non sequitur images.
"Dog, fishing pole..." Charley said.
"A horse, yellow person..." Molly added.
"Oh, and a cactus!" I said.
Molly looked puzzled. "Manwuctus?"
"Manwuctus? The hell is that? I said 'a cactus.' "
But then I decided I kind of liked "manwuctus." So it became our trip word, that we used whenever we couldn't think of the right word, or couldn't use the right word in polite company.
It became "I'll kick you in the manwuctus" or "Ew, my shoes are sticking to some kind of manwuctus on the floor!"
One night, those of us in the younger set (myself and Charley, and 4 or 5 of our cousins) were sitting around. It was late, we were tired, and possibly had had some wine.
"Manwuctuses?"
"Manwucti."
"Oh."
"Manwuction."
"Manwuctization."
"Manwuctable."
"...Manwuctile dysfunction!"
I think that's about when we decided it was time to go to bed.
What does Manwuctus mean? The answer is, nothing. It's a nonsense word my cousin uttered on our trip to California. While sitting in the dingy Motel 6 with the space capsule shower, she was idly picking at the thin, garish bedspread when she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I see. They're custom ugly." In addition to the "Motel 6" logos all over them, they were covered with a variety of random non sequitur images.
"Dog, fishing pole..." Charley said.
"A horse, yellow person..." Molly added.
"Oh, and a cactus!" I said.
Molly looked puzzled. "Manwuctus?"
"Manwuctus? The hell is that? I said 'a cactus.' "
But then I decided I kind of liked "manwuctus." So it became our trip word, that we used whenever we couldn't think of the right word, or couldn't use the right word in polite company.
It became "I'll kick you in the manwuctus" or "Ew, my shoes are sticking to some kind of manwuctus on the floor!"
One night, those of us in the younger set (myself and Charley, and 4 or 5 of our cousins) were sitting around. It was late, we were tired, and possibly had had some wine.
"Manwuctuses?"
"Manwucti."
"Oh."
"Manwuction."
"Manwuctization."
"Manwuctable."
"...Manwuctile dysfunction!"
I think that's about when we decided it was time to go to bed.
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