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I have a confession to make:
I love cheesy duets from the 1980’s.
Come on…you know you do too. Just admit that when you’re listening to the radio and you hear that cheesy synthesizer intro, you cannot help but sing along. I have decided to make a list of what I deem the ten best 80’s duets ever.
After careful deliberation:
10. “Somewhere Out There” -James Ingram/Linda Ronstadt
9. “Up Where We Belong” -Joe Cocker/Jennifer Warnes
8. “You and I” -Eddie Rabbitt/Crystal Gayle
7. “Almost Paradise” -Mike Reno/Ann Wilson
6. “The Next Time I Fall” -Peter Cetera/Amy Grant
5. “(I’ve Had) The Time of My Life” -Bill Medley/Jennifer Warnes
4. “Ebony and Ivory” -Stevie Wonder/Paul McCartney
3. “Under Pressure” -Queen/David Bowie
2.”Islands In the Stream” -Kenny Rogers/Dolly Parton
And finally *dun dun dun*….
1. “I Just Can’t Stop Loving You” -Michael Jackson/Siedah Garrett
Get off my man, ho!
Some of the other close contenders:
“If I Close My Eyes Forever” -Lita Ford/Ozzy Osbourne
“Friends and Lovers” -Gloria Loring/Carl Anderson
“Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around” -Stevie Nicks/Tom Petty
“The Girl Is Mine” -Michael Jackson/Paul McCartney
“Tonight, I Celebrate My Love For You” -Peabo Bryson/Roberta Flack
Leave a comment telling me what your #1 would be!
Well I just found the most awesome website ever. It’s called TheWorstHorse.com and is dedicated to all things Buddhism-related in popular culture. It presents a mixture of genuinely-Buddhist and all-things-douchey-Buddhist products/things.
Two of my favorites:
“Zendough.com-” a credit score website dedicated to enlightening its customer with “the complete path to master[ing] their finances.” Pretty sure the last thing Siddhartha Gautama was thinking about back in the early 500’s B.C. was his credit score.
“Zencore-” the all natural male enhancement supplement. Why the devil “zen” was brought into such a thing is completely beyond me. Buddhist monks take an oath of celibacy, yes? So why is a fundamentally Buddhist concept, such as zen, being slapped upon a product entirely intended for sexual satisfaction?
God bless America: the home of the utterly fucked up and all things ridiculous (also applicable to Japan, but that’s an entirely different blog entry).
I am quite aware of the grave situation in Israel right now, and just so ya’ll know, I am pro-Palestinian. Now, this blog has absolutely nothing to do with the conflict, hence my title. What this blog is going to be about is a song I, along with Amanda Inman, wrote. It is for the plight of the manatee and all cetaceans. It should be sung along to the tune of “Man In the Mirror” by Michael Jackson:
“I’ve been a victim of poachers from up above,
It’s time they leave me alone.
Go back to your boat, stop being a ho!
Could it be really me,
Trying not to lose control?
A seaman’s disregard,
Somebody’s broken harp,
And a washed up whaaaale…
The tears of a dolphin come from the soul
And the saline stings their nose,
That’s why I want you to know!
I’m starting with the manatee in the mirror, Oooh!
I’m asking him to swim away, Oooh!
And no blowhole could’ve been any biggah!
If ya wanna save my peeps from being extinct,
Take a look at ya feet and stop eating meat!
Whoo! Whoo! Na na naaa, na na naaa, na na na naaaaa….Uhhuhhh Ah!
I’ve been a victim of a boating accident
It’s time my flipper is healed.
I can’t swim, I can’t dive,
I’m barely alive!
Could you please, kill some trees?
Instead of trying to eat me…
Maybe I’d eat you too,
If I could eat some meat,
But I got no teeth…
I wanna be happy swimmin’ in the sea,
Why won’t you just let me be,
I like eating seaweed!
I’m starting with the manatee in the mirror, Oooh!
I’m asking him to swim away, Oooh!
And no blowhole coulda been any biggah!
If ya wanna save my peeps from being extinct,
Take a look at ya feet and stop eating meat!
(Repeat Chorus and add some ooh’s, ahh’s, and snaps)”
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Never before in my life has it been quite so painfully obvious that I have nothing going for me.
I’m still living at home, no job, no life, and the only thing I do have- my attempt at a college education- I’m starting to not care about. I don’t know why it hit me all of a sudden.
Perhaps it is because of the imminent change coming to my life: this cushy living arrangement I’ve had with just myself and my mom is coming to a quick close. I loved what we had going here, and it saddens me that it will never be the same again. That’s life, I suppose, always changing and whatnot.
The change which is coming to our living arrangement (one which I will not disclose on here) will most likely end up in me wanting to move out. It is near impossible for a student to find the means to do so, though, so I guess what really bothers me is the feeling of entrapment or lack of freedom. Every person goes through this, of course, but that doesn’t make it suck any less.
Le sigh…the word “I” has come up an awful lot in this blog. Rather disgusting, no? Innocent humanitarians are being killed by Israel right now, and I have the nerve to bitch about my life? Okay, Elaine, time to get a grip on life and learn to go with the flow.
There. It’s time to move on.
Peace!
Just back from the East Coast, devastatingly behind in my classes, and suffering from sleep deprivation/jet lag, I present to you: The West Virginny Blog!
While I should be doing things of import (i.e. writing research papers, studying, etc.), I instead find myself coming home to this blog site to rabble on about non-important matters and things which are better left unsaid. On the other hand, my brain is about as useful as a bowl of jelly, so I guess you could say I’ve come to the right place.
Where to begin…
If anyone is unaware of the reason I went to WV, it was for my best friend, Amanda’s, wedding. The wedding was swell as was the reception. A few highlights: my awkward conversations with strangers, Amanda accidentally being thrown to the floor during the Father-Daughter dance, and, of course, our beloved Professor of World Religions- Dr. Stout- spilling a large glass of red fruit punch on the white table cloth. All in all, I’d say it was a success.
I felt a little out of place of course, being the non-Christian, liberal Yankee who wears leggings and doesn’t make jokes at the expense of minority groups. Other than that, I got along with the peeps pretty well; I am halfway insane, after all (I mean no offense to West Virginians, by the by). The natural setting was beautiful; I was amazed at how hilly and lush it was.
While it was a lovely place to visit, one which I will no doubt visit again, I know I could never live there. Things are just too…different. The people are incredibly hospitable and friendly, but the quality of life is simply not up to par. By no means am I an expert on the West Virginia economy, but from what I saw and experienced, I know it can’t be too good. This is all from my own perspective though, so maybe it’s really not all that bad…
I’m very thankful that I was able to somehow make it there. It’s always beneficial to experience a different part of the country or world, and West Virginia was certainly an experience.
Lots of laughter, not enough sleep, and several biscuits later, I’m still alive.
Until next time!