Oh my oh my. Is there stuff that is aggravating me and making me want to split into the effing stratosphere? O gosh yes.
But as I am A Zombie Filled With Love, still, I will forego the inevitable effing of the effing eff you eff-day, in order to get all cuddly and musical.
And which I just saw THIS, over at that fucking Crooks And Liars:
Oh, hey, Paul Weller needs to be filing some kind of copyright, right?
It’s just not fair that angsty abandonment mixed with semen and spit is so monopolized by the young, I hates it I does. and I love it and the band has five songs on iTunes and since I got me an itunes gift card and a bit of drunk, o YES…..
Also, during this afternoon’s bizarre efforts to ignore my aching back and make commerce, some of this came up:
Oooo, yes. That was good.
In college, we put a graffiti wallpaper in the bathroom, giving everybody the opportunity to express themselves while pooping themselves. At one point, we had a “I will DIE Without” list going, and after the basics of popcorn, beer, and Janine, SPLIT ENZ showed up. Nobody ever disagreed.
I still have some vinyl Split Enz albums with psychedelic lazer cuts on the vinyl. it was a weird time, cillun and guinea pigs.
It was such a great body of music, even Ted Leo jumped on it:
Regrettably (and I hope I do not induce a stroke in the Bastard, Big and Bald) I never saw them as Split Enz. Not sure they even made it to Wisconsin, and why would they? But in later years, I have seen several Permutations of Finns in performance, including the Next Gen.
And yes, they have done a pleasing smattering of the old Split Enz stuff.
They really are quite good. It is my understanding they are from England….
Empire Of The Senseless 
Oh, no, fuck that, we can’t have you all filled with love and shit, so…
RANDOM INAPPROPRIATE PACKERS HATE!
(Mrs. Landru is such a sick Bears fan fuck that she won’t even root for the Packers so that the Bears can make the playoffs. Schadenfreude is fucking awesome.)
But merry New Year and all that, zombie friend.
I know, right? I go to all this trouble, week in week out, spewing bile hate anger and depression, and then drive away my few readers by going squishy!
Mrs. L is probably right though. I mean, if the Bears can’t make it in under their own steam, they don’t deserve to, right? Although it was kind of rough justice that the Pack had to rely on the Seahawks beating the 49ers to put them into the second seed…. and anyway, it’s not like “stop Adrian Petersen” is a state secret to beating the Vikings.
F DALLAS!
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Find dallas?
Friend Dallas?
Feed Dallas?
You’re not being clear, here….
I honestly cannot come up with a song I would recognize as a Split Enz bit of music. I shall therefore consult the Wackypedia, but I will preserve my Enz-orance by not yet clicking on the videos, of which there is a bleedin’ plethora…
Did mikey just drop a ‘plethora’ on the Empire?
Forget Dallas!
I’m bored.
Go read my Musical Box post. Sheesh.
I did that already! I read the entire internet every day!
Oops, I didn’t “reply” using the “reply” button. That was kind of exciting! Highlight of my day so far!
Start drinking.
OOO! I know! Write a blog post!!!
I would need an idea. I am out of those.
Blue Girl, your theme for your writing assignment is: BLUE.
Now GO!
…or you could just do the drinking thing.
Was it Kurt Vonnegut who said “Writers write. Doesn’t matter what. You want to be a writer, WRITE.”
Maybe it was Stephen King.
Anne Lamott: Butt in chair. Shitty first drafts. Word by word. Bird by bird.
…or you could just do the drinking thing.
Follow my lead, and do BOTH.
Zombie? Are you talking to yourself?
Jeez, there’s Iraq, Syria, Russian Orphans, Italian Politics, The Fiscal Fucking Cliff, Northern Mali, Firearms regulation, Obama’s issues with Presidential Appointments, the impact of technology on the economy, Religious Extremism, Nuclear Weapons Policy, the future of broadcast entertainment, Pandas, Alligators, Kiwis and Football.
It is simply impossible to not have something you want to pontificate and/or bloviate about…
Perhaps Beege is paralyzed by choice….
Even worse: perhaps she is out of BOOZE!!
mikey, there are definitely those subjects. But I always tended to write about more important things like how I discovered that my computer wouldn’t run out of juice if I kept the charger plugged in. Or how my family didn’t appreciate the fine cuisine I cooked, by callously calling it BEEFARONI.
In an interesting bit of universal synchronicity, I must point out that in the early seventies I dated a girl who’s nickname was Beefaroni…
Aw!
Well, I can’t see how that would be an immediate crisis, although it does demand planning an effective solution. I, myself, am out of Booze – well, except for a little tiny bottle of tequila somebody gave me and three quarters of a bottle of Ron Zacapa Systema Solera Rum, which is like Kentucky Bourbon blended with Diesel Oil, and exists strictly for emergencies and annoying guests. But I am also in inventory crisis for toilet paper and Romaine Lettuce, so I am planning a trip to the gigantic soulless Safeway store.
But I haven’t even had breakfast yet, so while one must act, there is time to act with firm deliberation…
I’ve been delaying my lunchtime foray, but now to brave teh Normal Fucking People and also address the woeful state of the Office Rum. FORWARD!
BG should post more of her singing. Mr Zombie should buy an atlas, Mikey should be careful not to mistake the lettuce for the toilet paper, what ensued would be hilarious but only publishable on Mr. Mcgravitas’s (ITIHRN) blog.
Mikey should be careful not to mistake the lettuce for the toilet paper
LOL
or vice versa.
Mr Zombie should buy an atlas,
Heh.
I think I’m also going to get half a dozen shrimp. I certainly hope I don’t mistake THEM for toilet paper either…
I think I’m also going to get half a dozen shrimp.
I am appalled at your description of our height-challenged Americans.
I was just thinking about a plate of shrimp.
Mr Zombie should buy an atlas,
I thought about it, but then shrugged.
We’ll completely bypass the whole “You can set your drink on their head” joke…
I just noticed that 7% of my blog readers are Linux users while only 6% are Mac users. That is the first thing I’ve seen on the intert00bz all day that has given me the slightest bit of hope for humanity…
I only visit your blog while using Ubuntu on my Mac, so I am skewing the results….
Hmmm. Perhaps I should get some funding from Roger Ailes to start an organization called ‘Unskewed Google Analytics’ to analyze the analytics in order to locate and remove the systematic biases…
Regrettably (and I hope I do not induce a stroke in the Bastard, Big and Bald) I never saw them as Split Enz.
Saw them at the last Sweatwaters festival. They were probably touring from Australia.
They really are quite good. It is my understanding they are from England….
I think AK and Smut are loading up the trebuchet! Now, you need to edjumacate yourself, so listen to the Flying Nun Retrospective that Mr Kiwi (if that is his real name) got me hip to.
so listen to the Flying Nun Retrospective that Mr Kiwi (if that is his real name) got me hip to.
You wound me, sir, thinking I am not aware of all New Zild music traditions.
Including the ones from Australia.
I just gave the kittehs some catnippy treats, and now they are meeping around looking for more stonage. Gateway.
Well, THAT was kinda predictable. The “good” news is that Rajahs gets another chance next week. The “bad” news is that Peter-San gets another chance next week…
But y’know, the Niners can certainly use the bye week to get peeps healthy. So thanks n shit!
One worries that our favorite Zombie is standing in front of the bathroom mirror, trying to figure out how to eat his own BRANES.
Don’t despair, mi amigo zombie, next week will be deja vu all over again…
Bring on the Seahawks!
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Seahawk is just too salty.