There is just so much going on here that makes me happy. The elbow fight. The mid-air shuffle. The occasional bouts of see-through-ness. I want this projected onto walls at every momentous life occasion in my future. New jobs, promotions, birthday parties, funerals. Every. Single. One. Somebody make this happen!!
I've already posted this on my facebook page, but feel that everyone who is part of my world needs to see it. I found it through Dogs on Drugs. Thanks Greg!
Another Monday brings another trip out of town for a few days. I'm not terribly excited about going. With the Christmas season, ManFriend and I are going to be apart (or too busy to be functional members of society) for the majority of the month. Don't tell him, but I'm probably going to miss him a lot over the next little while. I need a pick me up, but booze is not an option. Court order says so.
This, for all you non-Canadians and people younger than 35, is Kids in the Hall. They were on CBC television from '88 to '94. Some of their stuff was absolute garbage, but some sketches were so brilliant they make me laugh in a gaspy, choking, strangled cat kind of way. Mark McKinney and Scott Thompson are by far the funniest in the group, with Bruce McCulloch occasionally contributing some gems.
1000 Dollars. Mark (left) and Scott (right) are the cowboys.
I've been trying to master the cowboy walk without success. ManFriend pretends he doesn't know me most of the time, but more so when I practice the walk in the produce section at Save-On shouting "YeeeeEEEEEHHHHHP!". In an effort to keep the romance alive, we frequently yell "Someone's gonna get a THOUSAND dollars" at each other. Spicy.
I wish this was real. How awesome would it be to be sitting in a cafe with some douch-pickle that's really annoying the shit out of you and two cowboys bust in promising suitable rewards? How hard would you be wishing that the ass-hat across from you would win? Oh merciful heaven, I do so wish this would happen to me.
I'd probably end up with the second prize.
And this?
This is 3 sketches of bizarre awesomeness with Bruce and Mark. Everything is perfect. I just can't get over the look on Mark's face in the bathtub sketch. It makes me cackle gleefully to myself, then shudder at the state of the bathtub. Cackle, shudder, cackle, shudder, pass gas, cackle, shudder.
May your week include many points collecting opportunities.
I've had a case of the ughs lately. The kind of ooogy feeling where nothing in particular is wrong, but an over-all 'meh-ness' permeates my cells. That's why I haven't been posting much, or doing anything other than work and sulk. During times like these, I'll take anything funny, happy, or completely bizarre, anything to help me forget to remember to be in a shit mood.
This is one of those things:
Some of you most definitely have seen this before, too bad for you. I
didn't promise you anything. Watch it again, and quit your
complaining. Maybe you don't like it because you identify with the main character and you don't like what that says about you. I've watched it perhaps a million times and will probably
watch it a googolplex more.
If drunk baby can be drunk, then I most certainly can put a damn smile on my stupid face.
