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I had no idea conditions down in New Orleans was so horrific. The flooding, the looting. The destruction and death. Frank emailed me today asking if I knew about New Orleans and Iraq. I haven't looked to see yet what he was talking about in Iraq.
At the bottom of the article linked above there is this snippet:
Consumers can expect retail gas prices to rise to $4 a gallon in the near future, Ben Brockwell, director of pricing at the Oil Price Information Service, said Wednesday. "There's no question gas will hit $4 a gallon," he said. "The question is how high will it go and how long will it last?"
My Lord.
Now I know what happened in Iraq: Nearly 700 Iraqis Killed in Bridge Stampede.
Breaking news!! P. Diddy is no longer. No, he's alive, yes he is. But he done gone and changed his name. Not to be outdone buy Prince or anyone else for that matter, he's just Diddy now.
Just... Diddy. He wants to go for a more "rock and roll" image now, as well, says the article.
Right now I'm watching Diddy on the MTV awards. So far, Suge Night was shot at MTV awards party. Wasn't his punk butt in prison not too long ago? Jease.
I could go on a loooong rant on MTV and their huge hand in contaminating the young minds of kids today, but I'll save that for another day. Hammer's on. That's more important. Heh.
Since so many people are coming here looking for the lyrics after I posted about my kids singing the dang song all the time, here ya go. I got the lyrics from my son, so don't quote me on it and if they're jacked up, well, you probably wouldn't notice anyway, being that it is already incredibly jacked.
The Andy Milonakis Song
I rock peas on my head but don't call me a pea head.
Bees on my head but don't call me a bee head.
Bruce Lee's on my head but don't call me a Lee head.
Now please excuse me, I gots to get my tree fed.
You wear name brands and I make my own clothing.
I hang out with an apple who loves self-loathing.
I hate myself.
Pancake on my face makes me extra happy.
I like shampoo bottles that sit on my lappy.
Cause it's my show you can't tell me what to do.
When life hands me lemons I make beef stew.
So yo I gotta go, it's time for me to rock it.
I put bologna in my left pocket.
Smear some cream cheese in my gold locket.
Cause it's my show I'm Andy Milonakis.
It's my show I'm Shmandy Shmila-Shmakis.
It's my show I'm Andy Milonakis.
Why doesn't Bush just give this woman a half hour of his time? I dont know if you've been following the whole protest mother thing (I haven't been "following" it, but am aware) or not. But I do wonder why he doesn't just break down and give her a bit of time to just vent or whatver.
Bonnie got me thinking about gas prices. Someone in her comments says she pays $1.59/gallon for unleaded.
Holy. Canolli.
We're at $2.49 here and it keeps going up. Chances are we aren't taking that Labor Day trip we were planning. For a trip that is 4.5 hours away, the increased gas prices really do make a difference, especially with a large van. What is everyone else paying? Goodness, if we hit $3 I'm going to have to buy a dang bike.
I couldn't believe the previews when I saw them - E! Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo. What? As much as I love Rob Schneider, I didn't know that the first Deuce would warrent a sequel. It isn't one that I just have to see in the theatre, though it will be on the top of my rental list when it comes out.
So I set up a new blog for my soap making. I figured pretty soon I'd be a soap blog over here, and since I've pretty much archived the crafty blog, I figured it woul be fun to do soaps. I wish more soapers blogged. So if you're a soaper and blog - lemme know so I can check out your site.
I got peas on my head, but don't call me a pea head...
peas on my head
Oh my gosh, my oldest son has gone around saying this for over a week. Scary thing is the dang song is now in my head and I've never even heard it from the original source. I guess it is from the Andy Milinokis Show. I saw about 3 skits from the show.
"Watch mom," said my son. I watched, reluctantly. Not too impressed, sadly. Usually I get this kind of stuff. But it just looked like this kid won some random prize and got to have his own show.
And now they (meaning my daughter and son) have the younger kids singing this STOOPID song. Goodness.
ABC News: Peter Jennings Dies at 67. it wasn't long ago that he announced he was battling lung cancer. I didn't follow his career or his recent medical issues, but his face has been a part of TV since I was a kid.
Been busy lately making soap and working on website things. I started a new job thang and it is occupying my time, as well as working on some stuff for the store. I can't believe that the kids will be going back to school soon. My goodness. Athletic tryouts are coming up soon, as well as registration for high-school and middle-school (we'll have kids in elementary through high-school this year).
I hope I can keep up. Jease. Last year I was forever sending things in late or forgetting entirely. I need some kind of file system. Or an assistant. I like the assistant idear.