Last night, Mom and Sammi and I decided to kill some time by going through Rolling Stone’s 500 Greatest Songs list. When they got home, Ginny and Dad joined us. Hilarity ensued.
I should add that “going through the list,” for us, meant that I’d say the song and everyone who knew the song would immediately begin singing part of it, in most cases very badly. Here are a couple of results:
Me: “‘When Doves Cry?’ Man, what an awesome song. You know what? Prince is so weird, but kind of hot. In a weird way. Like, I’d do Prince even though I don’t think he’s attractive.”
Sam: “Seriously. He’s this tall (holding hand about four feet above the ground) -“
Me: “- and he weighs like 84 pounds -“
Sam: “And everyone wants to do him.”
Mom: “Ew! He’s sleazy! He looks like Rat Fink. If Rat Fink were a person, he’d be Prince.”
Me: “But you’d do him.”
Mom: “I WOULD NOT! I’d do anyone before I’d do Prince.”
Me: “What about George W. Bush?”
Sam & me: “YOU’D RATHER DO W THAN PRINCE? What is WRONG with you?”
Me: “I am SO writing an entry about this.”
And then, a little later:
Mom: “Who was that supposed to be?”
Me: “It’s Jefferson Airplane, hell-O.”
Mom: “You sounded like Katherine Hepburn!”
Me: “I’m JEFFERSON AIRPLANE, dammit!”
“You know, it doesn’t count if I say the title and then you sing the title back to me with a made-up tune. That doesn’t mean you know the song.”
“Um. That’s all I know.”
Oh, and then this:
“Why isn’t there any Journey on this list?”
“Because Journey blows.”
And for most songs after “Stan,” which was ranked #290:
“How in the hell is (insert song title here) ranked lower than STAN?”
Seriously. We have fun with these lists, but I occasionally have to wonder what the panelists were thinking when they ranked “Stan” above songs like, for example, “Train in Vain,” “Sweet Jane,” “White Room,” “I Can’t Explain,” “Pride (In the Name of Love),” “Just My Imagination,” “Rhiannon,” and about 200 other songs on the list.
Today’s like a Friday, since I’ll be off from tomorrow until the following Wednesday. This means I’m getting very little done, much like everyone else around here. There are only like 3 people who didn’t take tomorrow off, so I guess they’ll sit around reading books or something while the rest of us are chilling at home.
In case I don’t write again before Thursday, I hope all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving. If you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving in your part of the world, have a wonderful Thursday instead.