September 14th, 2005
|04:21 pm - evil evil EVIL|
ATTENTION TV VIEWERS OF THE LATE 70s-EARLY 80s
I dare you not to hum a certain TV theme while you gaze upon this picture!
. . . nope. Not even a little. Actually, you got me singing "WKRP".
Sing along to this!
Darn you. I won't have a moment's peace for hours, now.
Neat, I can see the building where I work. heh.
Can't you normally see the building where you work? What's neat about that?!
Ob"I SHOT JR"bumpersticker
|Date:||September 14th, 2005 09:08 pm (UTC)|| |
I awoke singing "Dancing Queen" this morning. And NOTHING has been able to rememdy that, yet. Nice try, though.
|Date:||September 14th, 2005 09:21 pm (UTC)|| |
That's funny... I found myself singing 'Welcome Back, Kotter' I know. I'm weird.
WELCOME TO BROOKLYN
The Fourth Largest City in America
(sorry, I couldn't find a pic)
I got "Movin' On Up" in my head. There's a wire crossed somewhere.
This one time I thought you had infected me with a song virus from which there was no recovery — THANK GOD IT WAS ONLY A DREAM.
Never seen it, don't know the song, thank God.
I got M*A*S*H instead, closely followed by me saying, "There was no cityscape in M*A*S*H!" and forcibly switching it to W*K*R*P.
|Date:||September 14th, 2005 11:11 pm (UTC)|| |
I've been to Southfork Ranch, and it's really kind of a small house with a small swimming pool. Ahhh...the power of television!
Don't forget the giant fake touristy oil rig with an admission charge!
|Date:||September 15th, 2005 03:13 am (UTC)|| |
They Might Be Giants' 2004 tour album Almanac
contains a bizarre live version of "Particle Man" in collaboration with Corn Mo
, in which said TV theme makes a inexplicable appearance at the end played as an accordion-and-drum march. It sounds pretty good.
|Date:||September 15th, 2005 02:49 pm (UTC)|| |
Funky... all The Bobs added to their version (which they're not allowed to perform any more) is the word, 'Waiter!'
Huh. I started humming the theme from Dallas. It's all buildings to me.
Oh, It is Dallas. I'll be over here cringing in 70s-Induced Embarrassment.
There are moments when I really regret the fact that most of your pop-culture passes me by totally.
I'm sure you could make, uh, Ronnie Corbett jokes which I wouldn't get. Mostly.