<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190</id><updated>2012-01-15T20:03:10.587-08:00</updated><category term='Goodie'/><category term='Paul'/><category term='Northwest'/><category term='Storm'/><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Medemia's Dementia Song of the Day</title><subtitle type='html'>A more detailed posting of Medemia's Dementia Song of the Day as posted on http://www.twitter.com/Medemia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8969181168262514325</id><published>2010-05-21T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T14:34:19.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/22/2010 - Devo Spice</title><content type='html'>I am going to be away from a computer on Saturday, so the song of the day gets posted a few hours early.  Since Friday was the 30th anniversary of Pac Man, complete with really cool Google homepage with working Pac Man game, I figured we needed a Pac Man song.  So this is the 2007 release of Sudden Death&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;Pac-Man&amp;quot; featuring ShoEboX, a parody of &amp;quot;Smack That&amp;quot; by Akon and Eminem.  It is still my favorite Pac Man song out there, although &amp;quot;Pac-Man is Naked and So Should You&amp;quot; is pretty good too.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So here&amp;#39;s Devo Spice with ShoEboX with &amp;quot;Pac-Man&amp;quot;.  Enjoy:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;object classid=&amp;quot;clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000&amp;quot; codebase=&amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0"&gt;http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;400&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;100&amp;quot; id=&amp;quot;player&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;middle&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;         &amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowScriptAccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;sameDomain&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;        &amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_player.swf?fumpID=46"&gt;http://www.thefump.com/embedded_player.swf?fumpID=46&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;         &amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;quality&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;high&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;        &amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;bgcolor&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;#ffffff&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;        &amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_player.swf?fumpID=46"&gt;http://www.thefump.com/embedded_player.swf?fumpID=46&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; quality=&amp;quot;high&amp;quot; bgcolor=&amp;quot;#ffffff&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;400&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;100&amp;quot; name=&amp;quot;player&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;middle&amp;quot; allowScriptAccess=&amp;quot;sameDomain&amp;quot; type=&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&amp;quot; pluginspage=&amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/embed&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;         &amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Lyrics&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;8-bit, up front&lt;br&gt; Processor, Z-80&lt;br&gt; 224 x 288 displaydy &lt;br&gt;  Up at dawn, see the girl that I stayed with&lt;br&gt; Joystick callin&amp;#39; me, begging to be played with&lt;br&gt; Jump up, and then I make a run for&lt;br&gt; Find the nearest arcade, bust through the front door&lt;br&gt; I hear it, gotta track down&lt;br&gt; Ooh I see it, in the back now&lt;br&gt; I obey its insert coin orders&lt;br&gt; Money no problem, pocket full of quarters&lt;br&gt; I hear it beeping, I can see it in the corner&lt;br&gt; Wanna caress the yellow decals that adorn her&lt;br&gt; Maybe I&amp;#39;ll take it home and hide it near my porno&lt;br&gt; And possibly play it naked, stand back I&amp;#39;m playing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;                      Pac-Man, I&amp;#39;ll play some more&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, my arm is sore&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, drool on the floor&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, oooohhh&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, I play for days&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, I cleared the maze&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, the practice pays&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, (death sound) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Ooh, looks like another dumb sequel, they&amp;#39;ll never&lt;br&gt; Equal the classic Pac-Man game&lt;br&gt; Baby Pac, Super Pac, what&amp;#39;s next, Grandma and&lt;br&gt; Grandpa Pac-Man, man that&amp;#39;s lame&lt;br&gt; Ghosts chase him all through the light blue walls&lt;br&gt; Eat a power pellet now they got blue balls&lt;br&gt; Wondering how he even moves at all&lt;br&gt; Or how much he can eat before nature calls&lt;br&gt; Cleared that stage didn&amp;#39;t think I could do it&lt;br&gt; Gonna try the next one, nothing to it&lt;br&gt; Inky and Blinky got me on the run&lt;br&gt; And Pinky, (&amp;quot;NARF!&amp;quot;), no the other one&lt;br&gt; But there&amp;#39;s a door to the right and I sneak away&lt;br&gt; Come back on the left now I&amp;#39;m on my way&lt;br&gt; It defies the laws of physics but I can&amp;#39;t complain&lt;br&gt; Because I live to play again another day, Pac-Man! &lt;br&gt;  I play each day so that my game will keep improving&lt;br&gt; Some day I&amp;#39;ll figure out just how the ghosts are moving&lt;br&gt; Can&amp;#39;t wait to see the big budget live action movie&lt;br&gt; With Richard Simmons as Pinky, and Patrick Stewart as&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, I played till 4:00    &lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, got the high score&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, my wife is sore&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, &amp;quot;Get your ass back home right now!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, I see that blob&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, my nipples throb&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, I lost my job&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re fired!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Games today, they got high def graphics&lt;br&gt; Real time 3D, looking fantastic&lt;br&gt; Accurate physics, rumble controllers&lt;br&gt; Sex and violence and still these games all&lt;br&gt; Suck!  Seriously, what the f...heck?!&lt;br&gt; They play just like a train wreck&lt;br&gt; They can&amp;#39;t compete with this yellow circle &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  I play it every time I&amp;#39;m hanging out at the mall&lt;br&gt; It&amp;#39;s on my cell phone so I play whenever I call&lt;br&gt; Maybe I&amp;#39;ll have the ROM implanted in my eyeball&lt;br&gt; So that I&amp;#39;m always playing, &amp;#39;cause damn I love that&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, big yellow head&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, no blood is shed&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, no hookers dead&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, ooooohhh&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, can&amp;#39;t play no more&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, they locked the door&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re mom&amp;#39;s a whore!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; Pac-Man, &amp;quot;Let me in, damn it!  I have to play! *sob*  Pac-Man!  PAAAAC-MAAAAANNNNN!! *bwa-ha-ha!* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &amp;quot;Dammit, where's my megaphone?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;Dude, you're totally obsessed&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;Oh, bite me.&amp;quot; 					&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8969181168262514325?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8969181168262514325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5222010-devo-spice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8969181168262514325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8969181168262514325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5222010-devo-spice.html' title='5/22/2010 - Devo Spice'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8732108828753750224</id><published>2010-05-21T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:11:14.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/21/2010 - Daniel Iorio</title><content type='html'>Daniel Iorio is a songwriter from Montreal.  With the hockey playoffs now featuring the Montreal Canadians and the Philadelphia Flyers, I guess some bad blood is starting to brew.  Hearing that it is Philadelphia, that little surprise.  After all, they booed Santa Clause.  One fan purposely threw up on an off-duty police officer and his daughter at a Phillies game.  &lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently Pat Hickey, a sports writer who follows the Montreal Canadians, was parked outside of the hockey game in Philadelphia when someone vandalized his car, ripped off the rubber from the front bumper, and stole his license plate.  Having to drive back to Montreal that night, he did get stopped twice by the police but they let him go because they heard about the incident on the news.  Well, the guy who vandalized the car was brilliant.  He went and posted the stolen license plate picture on Facebook bragging how he vandalized some poor Montreal fan's car.  He is now denying it was him since the police have become involved, but I see a segment here for News of the Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Iorio does a parody of "Streets of Philadelphia" called, "Cheese of Philadelphia."  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/danieliorio'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9168519&amp;scid=9168519&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8732108828753750224?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8732108828753750224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5212010-daniel-iorio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8732108828753750224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8732108828753750224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5212010-daniel-iorio.html' title='5/21/2010 - Daniel Iorio'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6249340165702687155</id><published>2010-05-20T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:01:08.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/20/2010 - Tim Hawkins</title><content type='html'>Tim Hawkins is a comedian who does parody songs from time to time.  If you have a chance to check out his youtube channel because there are many funny songs there.  This is his newest one, a parody of "Dust in the Wind."&lt;br /&gt;As I told my wife yesterday, fart humor is &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; funny.  So this is "A Whiff of Kansas" by Tim Hawkins.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/No8wNBqn4RI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/No8wNBqn4RI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6249340165702687155?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6249340165702687155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5202010-tim-hawkins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6249340165702687155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6249340165702687155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5202010-tim-hawkins.html' title='5/20/2010 - Tim Hawkins'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6349924009693986351</id><published>2010-05-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T07:05:14.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/19/2010 - Brent Jowers</title><content type='html'>Ugly jokes can be funny.  As long as they aren't too serious or against the ugly kid at school.  Making fun of ugly kids is no fun.  But this song is pretty good -- not too serious, not directed at a kid, so it's acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;Brent Jowers is a 33 year old from Hianes City, Florida and has had some of his songs played on local radio stations in Jacksonville, Tampa and St. Louis -- where St. Louis came from, beats me.&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "Fuglyville" and is a parody of "Chain Hang Low".  Hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/brentjowers'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9163106&amp;scid=9163106&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; INTRO&lt;br /&gt;This song is called Fuglyville. It's for all the people looking like they were a saber necked marsh badger in a previous life, but didn't complete the metamorphosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;You look like a scarecrow mated with a buffalo&lt;br /&gt;Please don't stand near the light, or your fuglyness will glow&lt;br /&gt;It looks like your shoulders threw up ugly casserole&lt;br /&gt;Ooh your face is gross&lt;br /&gt;Is that your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catfish would even think that it is a disgrace&lt;br /&gt;It hurts my eyes just like I sprayed my face with mace&lt;br /&gt;Plus it could be a stunt double for your ace&lt;br /&gt;Is that your face(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;It's true that you are ugly&lt;br /&gt;Head butt a moving truck, you would look more studly&lt;br /&gt;And you are not Luke, and I am not your father&lt;br /&gt;But you need Vader's mask, cause you look like Chewbacca&lt;br /&gt;Face fubared like you bobbed for hot grits&lt;br /&gt;And you need to get a grip on them chapped lips&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're all cracked up, dry rotted and they're split&lt;br /&gt;Get them right, treat them nice, and go get some Chap Stick&lt;br /&gt;Man it seems that your lips are straight beat&lt;br /&gt;They're all cracked up, just like some old concrete&lt;br /&gt;So chapped and white, looking at them seems&lt;br /&gt;Just like they are a stack of powdered Krispy Kremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;It's true that you are hoagly&lt;br /&gt;You made a pit bull ball up like a rolly polly&lt;br /&gt;Your mom puts your pictures in a tinted frame kid&lt;br /&gt;They make you wear a ski mask when you're in the bank kid&lt;br /&gt;You're looking scary to me&lt;br /&gt;Plus your eyes are bugged out like a ferret on speed&lt;br /&gt;And your skin I mean please&lt;br /&gt;It's greasy and oily as truck stop grilled cheese&lt;br /&gt;Your toofs are looking crude&lt;br /&gt;Green, yellow, orange, red, blue, like a Rubik's Cube&lt;br /&gt;And you need to buy cream&lt;br /&gt;Cause your face is bumpy like Braille Chinese writing&lt;br /&gt;Got a unibrow, Schick Tracer's what you're needing&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a chipmunk is on your forehead sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Call you bongo, looks like your face done took a beating&lt;br /&gt;Every time you knock on someone's door, they think you're trick or treating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;OUTRO&lt;br /&gt;You know how they say ugly's a relative term&lt;br /&gt;Well that's appropriate...&lt;br /&gt;Because your relatives..&lt;br /&gt;They're looking pretty beat down too.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you go burrow in the muck somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;You're scaring the children...and the bunny rabbits...&lt;br /&gt;That's just not right no matter how you cut it...&lt;br /&gt;Now get out of public before an aardvark files a restraining order on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6349924009693986351?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6349924009693986351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5192010-brent-jowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6349924009693986351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6349924009693986351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5192010-brent-jowers.html' title='5/19/2010 - Brent Jowers'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-239519011624213457</id><published>2010-05-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:22:46.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/18/2010 - Jeff Reuben</title><content type='html'>Well, this was late.  Sorry, I woke up late.  So I had to do it after work, which means that I get to look for stuff that came out during the day, including this song.  This is Jeff Reuben's new song: "Carry-On".  Love airport humor, especially since I'll be flying in a couple of weeks.  Must pack the razor in my non-carry-on unless I want to be Grizzly Adams with a beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jeff Reuben with "Carry-On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/jeffreuben'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9162453&amp;scid=9162453&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Airport: I'm taking no crap&lt;br /&gt;Flip off attendants outside at the sky cap&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna check luggage, for my trip to Italy&lt;br /&gt;They'd end up in Sudan, or in the Bering Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my bag, headed through security&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I got here six hours early&lt;br /&gt;So with a huff, put my stuff through the x-ray&lt;br /&gt;Then the guard told me what he would take a-way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my knives, sheers, beers, wine, ski poles, naughty toys&lt;br /&gt;And my pet rat, sword, bat&lt;br /&gt;Won't fly with the TSA boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me find my license, baby, while I wait in line&lt;br /&gt;Check the boarding pass to see the seat I've been assigned&lt;br /&gt;Just want to get on to the airplane&lt;br /&gt;But they told me of a fee that I did not pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd save a little money with my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Did not pack a bulky suitcase just a&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Used my gross, old gym bag for my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Should have washed my bag before I&lt;br /&gt;Brought it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell they gonna charge me for my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;It took time to stuff my whole life in this&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;I asked why, they didn't want to&lt;br /&gt;Hear it boy&lt;br /&gt;So I paid, they told me "That's the&lt;br /&gt;'Spirit'" boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone, else think it's kind of strange&lt;br /&gt;That the in-flight movie is Snakes On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;Now of course you know I see the 'Fasten Seatbelt' sign&lt;br /&gt;You see I hope that you can help me out with mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby there's no need for you to be rude&lt;br /&gt;Please just answer don't give me no altitude&lt;br /&gt;Getting hungry, can you feed me&lt;br /&gt;And can you bring a pillow and blankee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nuts, chips, drinks, shots and sky mag&lt;br /&gt;And if I get airsick&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to buy a vomit bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the stewardess comes, Imma make my move&lt;br /&gt;Cause I think she's hot and she likes to groove&lt;br /&gt;And now she's giving me the eye I think she's into me&lt;br /&gt;But to join Club Mile High, she will charge a fee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be policy to charge me for my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Wish I'd shut up but I think I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't pack, my razor in my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't pack, no lasers in my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't believe they charged me for my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;They have height and weight restrictions on my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't pack, no ice cream in my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Cause they won't, help me clean out my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Where's your passport?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone ask&lt;br /&gt;You to take stuff for them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open flame&lt;br /&gt;A six-pack of beer&lt;br /&gt;I know it's lame&lt;br /&gt;You can't take that on here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your luggage may (What's your name?)&lt;br /&gt;Have shifted (Pull my finger)&lt;br /&gt;Please be careful (Please don't stuff me)&lt;br /&gt;When you unload it (In the overhead bin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seats upright (Approaching)&lt;br /&gt;In locked position (Our final descent)&lt;br /&gt;Put up your trays (We're glad you flew)&lt;br /&gt;In good condition (With us, please come again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd save a little money with my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Did not pack a bulky suitcase just a&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Used my gross, old gym bag for my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;Should have washed my bag before I&lt;br /&gt;Brought it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell they gonna charge me for my&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;It took time to stuff my whole life in this&lt;br /&gt;Carry-on&lt;br /&gt;I asked why, they didn't want to&lt;br /&gt;Hear it&lt;br /&gt;So I paid, they told me "That's the&lt;br /&gt;'Spirit'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't kick me off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-239519011624213457?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/239519011624213457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5182010-jeff-reuben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/239519011624213457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/239519011624213457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5182010-jeff-reuben.html' title='5/18/2010 - Jeff Reuben'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3358456198179007789</id><published>2010-05-17T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T07:27:47.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/17/2010 - Tom Smith</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the 20th anniversary of the death of one of my favorite people ever, Jim Henson.  Anyone who has ever picked up a puppet, who has ever performed in front of an audience, has something to thank Jim Henson for.  He elevated the art of puppetry beyond anything it had ever seen before and gave the world the puppet icon to this day.  The Muppets lost their way for years after the death of Jim Henson and I think they are barely starting to get back on track 20 years later.  His creativity, his dreams, his rainbow chasing is too hard to replace and only be hoped to be imitated.  I saw a speech by Frank Oz from Jim's memorial service that said that Jim Henson was a great appreciator, one who can stand back and see the good even in the mistakes and appreciate it.  Frank said that the pose he remembers Jim in is not with the puppet on his hand but with his arms crossed, watching a TV and smiling at the work being done, appreciating it.  I think that's inspirational, to appreciate what is there as another moment to laugh, love and live.&lt;br /&gt;This song isn't funny.  You may want to grab some tissue.  It is "A Boy and His Frog" by Tom Smith.  Thank you Jim for the fond memories that still guide me to chase the rainbows, move right along through good news and bad news, and see the world through the eyes of puppets.&lt;br /&gt;"A Boy and His Frog":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ufMdo9AyMng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ufMdo9AyMng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfair, so they tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Because they think I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;They only can see a cheap gimmick&lt;br /&gt;On their children's favorite show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, "Oh, that's just foam and a wire,&lt;br /&gt;Attached to a green velvet sleeve,&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can do that" -- well, that's true, I suppose,&lt;br /&gt;But who else could make them believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    What can I say without you there to guide me?&lt;br /&gt;    How else am I supposed to give?&lt;br /&gt;    How can I sing without you there beside me?&lt;br /&gt;    How else am I supposed to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You could never just do the expected,&lt;br /&gt;    I was just an idea in a bog,&lt;br /&gt;    But you sewed up your dream and we made quite a team,&lt;br /&gt;    Jim and Kermit, a boy and his frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        It was me, Rolph, and you, but I think that he knew&lt;br /&gt;        There was something that you and I had.&lt;br /&gt;        The magic we made just kept growing,&lt;br /&gt;        And none of it ever was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Then came Ernie and Scooter and Gonzo,&lt;br /&gt;        Doctor Teeth, Cookie Monster, and more.&lt;br /&gt;        But now all of those voices are silent,&lt;br /&gt;        And I want to go on... but what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can make me what you did,&lt;br /&gt;No one could walk in your shoes,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can make me forget you,&lt;br /&gt;But that's not a thing that I'd choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just let it be over,&lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't want it that way,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stand up and I'll face it,&lt;br /&gt;And, though not quite in your voice, I'll say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I will go on without you there to guide me,&lt;br /&gt;    There's so much more I can give.&lt;br /&gt;    Whenever I sing, you will be there beside me,&lt;br /&gt;    As long as I keep you, you'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We just wanted to make people happy,&lt;br /&gt;    I was always much more than your toy.&lt;br /&gt;    I will never regret and I'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;    What we had,&lt;br /&gt;    I'll miss you, Dad,&lt;br /&gt;    This frog and his boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3358456198179007789?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3358456198179007789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5172010-tom-smith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3358456198179007789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3358456198179007789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5172010-tom-smith.html' title='5/17/2010 - Tom Smith'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-9127573373028160017</id><published>2010-05-16T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T08:33:49.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/16/2010 - Seamonkey</title><content type='html'>They have holidays for everything.  Today, for instance, is Sea Monkey day.  They have holidays for dementia artists now?  When is Luke Ski day?  Barnes and Barnes Day? How about a day for William Shatner? Oh wait, I did that holiday.&lt;br /&gt;So, here is Seamonkey with "Minimum Wage" to celebrate his holiday.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.seamonkeymusic.com/music/1/Seamonkey%20-%20Comin%20Out%20Tha%20Closet%20-%2002%20-%20Minimum%20Wage.mp3" width="144" height="74" type="audio/mpeg" autostart="false" loop="false" bgcolor="white"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job's going nowhere... so's my pay&lt;br /&gt;And my employer has me workin' every day&lt;br /&gt;And what do I get for bein' a slave?&lt;br /&gt;FIVE BUCKS AN HOUR!&lt;br /&gt;That's only pocket change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know&lt;br /&gt;Business has been slow&lt;br /&gt;So has my cash flow&lt;br /&gt;I need more dough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;And my boss will say what is my loss is always his gain!&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they paid me... only two days ago&lt;br /&gt;And now it's all gone! Nothin' left to show&lt;br /&gt;And what do I want? I want a raise!&lt;br /&gt;But what do I get?&lt;br /&gt;A decrease in pay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my money's spent&lt;br /&gt;I got no benefits&lt;br /&gt;But I must pay rent&lt;br /&gt;So I can't quit !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;And my Uncle Sam's wanting more than I'll ever make!&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum WAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now this can't be true&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now this can't be true, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to come unglued!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now what can I do oh yeahhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;And my boss will say what is my loss is always his gain!&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum WAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I am still making minimum wage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now this can't be true&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm getting screwed&lt;br /&gt;Now my phone bill's three months overdue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still believe that I must have a raise!&lt;br /&gt;And I still believe that I must have a raise!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I still believe that I must have a raise!&lt;br /&gt;I still believe that I must have a raise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-9127573373028160017?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/9127573373028160017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5162010-seamonkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/9127573373028160017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/9127573373028160017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5162010-seamonkey.html' title='5/16/2010 - Seamonkey'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5620335607443442452</id><published>2010-05-15T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T07:33:41.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/15/2010 - Veggietales</title><content type='html'>Well, today I am leading a Veggietales Sing-A-Long at my parent's church.  A friend of mine introduced me to Veggietales shortly after I got out of the Navy and I grabbed that like it was oxygen and ran with it.  I did a speech in my college speech class about what Veggietales was and why they should be watching it (which got rave reviews.)  The kids at my church have all been introduced to it numerous times.  I know a most of the early songs (the last few DVDs I have been too busy to actually even watch... must get around to that.)  So when my mom wanted to do a Veggietales Sing-A-Long, she asked me to lead it.  It should be fun... singing some songs, doing some magic, performing with Clunky, my big brown Cookie Monster like puppet.  I wouldn't consider it a Medemia concert because, well, it's not my songs, but I can see where it is good experience :)  It should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of most Veggietales shows, there is a segment called, "Silly Songs with Larry."  It's the part of the show where Larry (the Cucumber) comes out and sings a silly song.  Fun stuff.  This is one of my favorite silly songs, "Schoolhouse Polka".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0J-T2lr0Ms&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0J-T2lr0Ms&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5620335607443442452?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5620335607443442452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5152010-veggietales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5620335607443442452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5620335607443442452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5152010-veggietales.html' title='5/15/2010 - Veggietales'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1472166507555283125</id><published>2010-05-14T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:37:13.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/14/2010 - The Aquabats</title><content type='html'>Today's post is less about the song and more about the story of the celebration.  In 1945, a farmer went out to get a chicken for dinner.  He found a nice rooster and decided that was the one to eat.  He swung his ax and decapitated it.  Well, the rooster went back to pecking for food immediately.  Apparently, the axe had chopped off most of the head, but had missed the jugular vein, left one ear and part of the brain, including the entire brain stem.  The farmer, thinking this was weird, left the poor rooster to die overnight.  In the morning, he walks out and the rooster is still alive, its head under its wing.  So, the farmer decides that if the rooster wants to live that bad, he'll find a way to feed it.  So the legend of Mike the Rooster is born.&lt;br /&gt;Mike lived for 18 months, becoming a national phenomenon with a national tour.  He went from being 2 lbs to 8 lbs being fed by an eyedropper.  So the every 3rd weekend of May, in the town of Fruita, Colorado, the story of Mike the Headless Chicken is celebrated to commemorate the fact that, in fact, you do not need a mind to live, just will.&lt;br /&gt;Find out more about Mike the Chicken &lt;a href="http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/index.php"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our song, in keeping with Mike the Chicken, is "Magic Chicken" by the Aquabats.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FcSlfwxVMTE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FcSlfwxVMTE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born out back&lt;br /&gt;Behind the chicken shack&lt;br /&gt;I was raised in a cardboard box&lt;br /&gt;And before when I was single&lt;br /&gt;I used to hear the chicken jingle&lt;br /&gt;That's how I learned the chicken rock&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the mood, dude&lt;br /&gt;I get some nuggets and stuff&lt;br /&gt;And head on down to the fights&lt;br /&gt;I'm rolling in my wheelchair&lt;br /&gt;Zipping down the hill&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming out "chicken"&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh, ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;Chicken makes me feel so good [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first met my baby&lt;br /&gt;I was sipping chicken gravy&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I had to close up shop&lt;br /&gt;(Weee pang!)&lt;br /&gt;Now were wedding in a chapel&lt;br /&gt;Eating chicken, drinking Snapple&lt;br /&gt;Our chicken love you just can't stop&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done a working&lt;br /&gt;A sweating and a jerking,&lt;br /&gt;And the bossman comes and tells me when&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home to baby&lt;br /&gt;Got my chicken, got my gravy&lt;br /&gt;And we do the chicken dance again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the popcorn chicken&lt;br /&gt;(Do the popcorn chicken)&lt;br /&gt;Do the K-F-C&lt;br /&gt;(Do the K-F-C)&lt;br /&gt;Do the buffalo wing&lt;br /&gt;(Do the buffalo wing)&lt;br /&gt;Do the pioneer&lt;br /&gt;(Do the pioneer)&lt;br /&gt;Can you dig it?&lt;br /&gt;We got the chicken!&lt;br /&gt;Cut it up, cut it up, cut it up&lt;br /&gt;We got some chicken guts&lt;br /&gt;In a chicken cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a chicken ma-chine!!!&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roscoe's&lt;br /&gt;We got the chicken!&lt;br /&gt;Goldenbasket&lt;br /&gt;We got the chicken!&lt;br /&gt;Popeye's&lt;br /&gt;We got the chicken!&lt;br /&gt;Pappy Parker's&lt;br /&gt;We got the chicken!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/a/aquabats/#share&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1472166507555283125?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1472166507555283125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5142010-aquabats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1472166507555283125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1472166507555283125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5142010-aquabats.html' title='5/14/2010 - The Aquabats'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4713583898176594507</id><published>2010-05-13T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:01:11.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/13/2010 - The Casimir Engine</title><content type='html'>There are those commercials about the guy working as a surgeon who makes a brilliant move, the nurse asks him about being a surgeon, and he replies that he isn't, but he stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night, implying that the experience made him brilliant in fields he knew nothing about.  I'm not sure if I feel the same way now after listening to this song, but I do feel... something.  It may be a slight tickle, or a couple of brain cells dying, but hey, that's dementia music for you :)&lt;br /&gt;This is The Casimir Engine, which consist of David (?) from the U.K with, "Holiday Inn Express".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/thecasimirengine'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9125620&amp;scid=9125620&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4713583898176594507?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4713583898176594507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5132010-casimir-engine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4713583898176594507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4713583898176594507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5132010-casimir-engine.html' title='5/13/2010 - The Casimir Engine'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-2901531229686272554</id><published>2010-05-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:01:44.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/12/2010 - Medemia</title><content type='html'>On May 4th, 17 year old Steve Consalvi called and asked his dad if it was O.K. for him to go run out on the field at the Philadelphia Phillies baseball game.  Dad apparently said no, which any good father would, but 17 year olds know more than their parents, so he went anyway.  For his efforts, he was tased.&lt;br /&gt;This song is about 3 taser incidents, Steve Consalvi's, an 72 year old woman who began cursing a police officer who pulled her over and dared him to tase her to stop her from getting back into her truck and driving away, and the Florida University student who was tased at a John Kerry townhall meeting, better known as the "Don't Tase Me, Bro" incident.&lt;br /&gt;Here's "The Taser Dance".  I hope you enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/medemia'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9133616&amp;scid=9133616&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can run if you want to&lt;br /&gt;You can leave your seat behind&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your dad says go and if he says go&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can lose your mind &lt;br /&gt;I say, you can run to the third bag&lt;br /&gt;On the base I’m sure you’ll find&lt;br /&gt;You can scare Jimmy Rollins into running away&lt;br /&gt;Leave his glove there far behind&lt;br /&gt;And you can run&lt;br /&gt;Phil-lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go as fast as you want to&lt;br /&gt;Not as young as you was once&lt;br /&gt;And the cop pulls you off from the road that you drive&lt;br /&gt;And you think that he’s a dunce&lt;br /&gt;Say, you tell him that you’re done here&lt;br /&gt;He says don’t, I will stop you&lt;br /&gt;But you walk with a ‘tude because he’s been rude&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about the man in blue&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And say&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You’ll be stunned, You’ll be stunned &lt;br /&gt;When things are out of control&lt;br /&gt;Best not run, best not run&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be shaking like a fool&lt;br /&gt;They will chase, they will chase&lt;br /&gt;The cop just can’t run that fast&lt;br /&gt;Don’t resist, don’t resist,&lt;br /&gt;Or you’ll be changing your pants&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It’s a Taser dance&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it’s a taser dance&lt;br /&gt;Yes it’s a Taser Dance&lt;br /&gt;It’s the Taser dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you ask if you want to&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got all your books and mind&lt;br /&gt;You can ask John Kerry why he didn’t query&lt;br /&gt;About fraud at election time&lt;br /&gt;I say, you can shout if you want to&lt;br /&gt;You can push those guards behind&lt;br /&gt;But when you interrupt the forum and mess with decorum&lt;br /&gt;Well, the hooks will unwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let you know, let you know&lt;br /&gt;What you did that was wrong&lt;br /&gt;You should know, you should know&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should heed this song&lt;br /&gt;Don’t do it bro, don’t do it bro&lt;br /&gt;Please just listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tase me bro, Turn it off&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to use my Degree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-2901531229686272554?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/2901531229686272554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5122010-medemia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2901531229686272554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2901531229686272554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5122010-medemia.html' title='5/12/2010 - Medemia'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7224535733696206736</id><published>2010-05-11T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:58:11.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/11/10 - Rhett and Link</title><content type='html'>I stumbled on this one today looking for something to celebrate, "Eat What You Want Day."  So forget your diet and go do some fattening fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rhett and Link with, "Fast Food Folk Song."  The Taco Bell worker is pretty good.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uwY3sjqYX0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uwY3sjqYX0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;Iʼll start with a taco, soft like a cloud&lt;br /&gt;I want mine crunchy, I like to eat loud.&lt;br /&gt;Iʼll choose a chalupa, Iʼll grab a gordita,&lt;br /&gt;and two taco salads for our senoritas.&lt;br /&gt;And a Burrito Supreme, with extra sour cream&lt;br /&gt;Itʼs a cylindrically shaped seasoned beef dream.&lt;br /&gt;A taquito. An enchirito. Some cinnamon twists.&lt;br /&gt;A chicken border bowl. Are you gettinʼ all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know that nothing beats a&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, mmmm...Mexican Pizza...&lt;br /&gt;Weʼll take two of those, but please hold the diced tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;And I admit, Iʼve always felt,&lt;br /&gt;like Iʼm in love with the meximelt.&lt;br /&gt;Make mine with a little extra love, and think of me...&lt;br /&gt;as the cheese drops from your Taco Bell glove.&lt;br /&gt;and thatʼs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! Iʼm not done...Iʼll also take a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double-decker taco cause Iʼm feeling wild&lt;br /&gt;And make my sauce Fire. Uh, heʼll take mild.&lt;br /&gt;and weʼll take two Mt. Dew Baja blasts&lt;br /&gt;for a chance at 25 dollars cash&lt;br /&gt;Iʼm told thereʼs a winner for every 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Iʼm stealing your online code if you win it.&lt;br /&gt;Why would you do that? You owe me 25 bones&lt;br /&gt;I owe you 5. Plus interest--it was a loan.&lt;br /&gt;And I think weʼll be satisﬁed, if we get some mexican rice on the side.&lt;br /&gt;And thatʼs it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7224535733696206736?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7224535733696206736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/51110-rhett-and-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7224535733696206736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7224535733696206736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/51110-rhett-and-link.html' title='5/11/10 - Rhett and Link'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3509171238124429639</id><published>2010-05-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:07:07.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/10/2010 - Rick Cormier</title><content type='html'>59 year old Rick Cormier is starting to get some play lately in dementia circles (and when I say that, Emi/DJ Particle is playing him on her weekly show as of late.)  He has some interesting ideas and executes them well.  The video on his main music page on &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/rickcormier"&gt;his Soundclick music page&lt;/a&gt; sounds like it should be done by the Boobles -- if they did Elvis songs.  But this is not about that song.&lt;br /&gt;Rick Cormier has recalled the spirit of Rod Sterling in this song in a parody of the classic Carpenter's song, "Close to You."  Here, Rod talks about how he cannot get a date because you have taken drastic, Twilight Zone worthy, steps to ensure that you're the only one around able to get a date.  Well, you technically.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Rick Cormier with, "Clones of You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/rickcormier'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9120141&amp;scid=9120141&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you suddenly appear&lt;br /&gt;Over there, when you're here?&lt;br /&gt;Goodness me, he seems to be cloned from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People stop. Stare in dumb surprise&lt;br /&gt;Because twice, you've walked by&lt;br /&gt;Golly gee, there's at least three clones of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days before their births, the doctors got together&lt;br /&gt;And decided to create another you&lt;br /&gt;So, they sprinkled cells from sterile vials and, in a while&lt;br /&gt;Instead of one, there's two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why all the girls in town, when I call, turn me down&lt;br /&gt;They've got dates with ninety-eight clones of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serling: OK, repeat the bridge then do the third verse again,&lt;br /&gt;and repeat the outro over and over and over&lt;br /&gt;Mac: Copy that, Mr. Serling&lt;br /&gt;Serling: And, what song are we doing after this?&lt;br /&gt;Mac: I Know There'll Never be Another You, Mr. Serling&lt;br /&gt;Serling: Oh goodie, I like that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days before their births, the doctors got together&lt;br /&gt;And decided to create another you&lt;br /&gt;So, they sprinkled cells from sterile vials and, in a while&lt;br /&gt;Instead of one, there's two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why all the girls in town, when I call, turn me down&lt;br /&gt;They've got dates with ninety-eight clones of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm too late......they procreate....with clones.....of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaa.....clones of you&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaa.....clones of you&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaa.....clones of you&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaa.....clones of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3509171238124429639?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3509171238124429639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5102010-rick-cormier.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3509171238124429639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3509171238124429639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/5102010-rick-cormier.html' title='5/10/2010 - Rick Cormier'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7953001469514705653</id><published>2010-05-09T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:18:23.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/9/2010 - Paul and Storm</title><content type='html'>Well, this is really, "The Barry Tones" which is Paul and Storm in 4 part harmony.  Since it's Mother's Day, I thought a thoughtful, touching, thank you song to all the moms of the world would be in order.  Since I really couldn't find one of those, here's Paul and Storm's "Mother's Day Song".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulandstorm.com/news2us/28-Mothers%20Day%20Song%20%5Bstudio%20verson%5D.mp3"&gt;http://www.paulandstorm.com/news2us/28-Mothers%20Day%20Song%20%5Bstudio%20verson%5D.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that works.  There's the link to the page it's actually on.  Happy Mother's Day to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother’s Day is here&lt;br /&gt;Everybody give a cheer&lt;br /&gt;For the ladies that we call our Mother Dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find a card&lt;br /&gt;But you know, it’s really hard&lt;br /&gt;To find the one that captures all the love that’s in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so instead, I’m singing you this song&lt;br /&gt;Because I am so grateful to you, Mom…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for having intercourse with dad&lt;br /&gt;Without a condom, sponge or IUD&lt;br /&gt;Your lack of objection to sex without protection&lt;br /&gt;Made a sperm and egg turn into me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me life, love, a home, and food and clothing every day&lt;br /&gt;I gave you stretch marks and extra weight that never quite went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for having intercourse with dad&lt;br /&gt;The carnal act that brought me here to you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if it was varied or merely missionary&lt;br /&gt;But it sure was good for me; was it for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m elated that you mated&lt;br /&gt;Your love you consummated&lt;br /&gt;You got inseminated&lt;br /&gt;Then waited and inflated&lt;br /&gt;Inside you I gestated&lt;br /&gt;Until from your womb I cascaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom…for doing…my Dad!&lt;br /&gt;(I’m so glad that he had you, thanks for doing my Dad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7953001469514705653?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7953001469514705653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/592010-paul-and-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7953001469514705653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7953001469514705653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/592010-paul-and-storm.html' title='5/9/2010 - Paul and Storm'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1195235959204603550</id><published>2010-05-08T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T07:36:05.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/8/2010 - Crazy Frog</title><content type='html'>It's beginning to sound like Saturday night with Blaksmith in here!  If you listen to Dementia Radio on Saturday night, Blak usually plays four versions of this song.  This is my favorite of the four because of the Crazy Frog interludes.  This is "Popcorn" by Crazy Frog. Are you ready to dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nlLtAKLRaY0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nlLtAKLRaY0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1195235959204603550?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1195235959204603550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/582010-crazy-frog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1195235959204603550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1195235959204603550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/582010-crazy-frog.html' title='5/8/2010 - Crazy Frog'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1704178547824057275</id><published>2010-05-07T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T07:37:09.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/7/2010 - Five Iron Frenzy</title><content type='html'>Happy No Pants Day!  Well, I'm wearing pants though.  Don't want to scar my daughters and co-workers for life -- as well as keep my job.  They have no sense of humor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate this annual celebration, I submit this Rock Opera to you.  Five Iron Frenzy is my favorite group of all time.  They are a Christian ska group that really had some fun.  Some of their stuff is just plain silly and fun.  In reality, their music, with Weird Al, really was my gateway into the dementia community.  Too funny. Unfortunately, the group has gone the way of a car after Chris Waffle driving it and broken up, but their songs remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some group's lip sync of most of the Rock Opera.  This is the "Pants Rock Opera", also affectionately called, "These Are Not My Pants."  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5R2uWxWDJ_8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5R2uWxWDJ_8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1704178547824057275?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1704178547824057275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/572010-five-iron-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1704178547824057275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1704178547824057275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/572010-five-iron-frenzy.html' title='5/7/2010 - Five Iron Frenzy'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5981408881797700681</id><published>2010-05-06T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T08:03:17.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/6/2010 - Ramstein</title><content type='html'>How do you sum up a career in 3 and a half minutes?  Well, Ramstein has decided to try to tackle this task with his song about David Hasselhoff.&lt;br /&gt;Ramstein is Joseph Mythosian from Fort Collins, Colorado.  Here he takes the greatest one hit wonder of the 1980's and makes it about the career of David Hasselhoff.  Here is Ramstein, parodying A-Ha's, "Take on Me" called, "Hasselhoff."  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/ramstein'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9095931&amp;scid=9095931&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5981408881797700681?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5981408881797700681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/562010-ramstein.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5981408881797700681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5981408881797700681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/562010-ramstein.html' title='5/6/2010 - Ramstein'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5195206969092484004</id><published>2010-05-05T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:50:06.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/5/2010 - Tom Lehrer</title><content type='html'>To tell you the truth, I suggested this song on the MMA as a Cinco De Mayo song never actually hearing the song, just on the name alone.  Well, I guess I have to say... my instincts were 100% right!  Wow, what a great politically incorrect song to celebrate a holiday not even celebrated in Mexico but gives millions of Americans the excuse to get drunk and miss work tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Tom Lehrer sings this song about a trip down to Guadalajara and visiting the bull fighting ring.  Listening to the studio version, I can still hear the points where the audience would chuckle slightly and then where there would be a roar of laughter.  Very funny song that would probably get him killed by someone today, here is Tom Lehrer with "In Old Mexico".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9nm3IzCT088&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9nm3IzCT088&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's fiesta time in Guadalajara,&lt;br /&gt;Then I long to be back once again&lt;br /&gt;In Old Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;Where we lived for today,&lt;br /&gt;Never giving a thought to tomara.&lt;br /&gt;To the strumming of guitars,&lt;br /&gt;In a hundred grubby bars&lt;br /&gt;I would whisper "Te amo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mariachis would serenade,&lt;br /&gt;And they would not shut up till they were paid.&lt;br /&gt;We ate, we drank, and we were merry,&lt;br /&gt;And we got typhoid and dysentery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But best of all, we went to the Plaza de Toros.&lt;br /&gt;Now whenever I start feeling morose,&lt;br /&gt;I revive by recalling that scene.&lt;br /&gt;And names like Belmonte, Dominguin, and Manolete,&lt;br /&gt;If I live to a hundred and eighty,&lt;br /&gt;I shall never forget what they mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For there is surely nothing more beautiful in this&lt;br /&gt;world than the sight of a lone man facing singlehandedly&lt;br /&gt;a half a ton of angry pot roast!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out came the matador,&lt;br /&gt;Who must have been potted or&lt;br /&gt;Slightly insane, but who looked rather bored.&lt;br /&gt;Then the picadors of course,&lt;br /&gt;Each one on his horse,&lt;br /&gt;I shouted "Ole!" ev'ry time one was gored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheered at the bandilleros' display,&lt;br /&gt;As they stuck the bull in their own clever way,&lt;br /&gt;For I hadn't had so much fun since the day&lt;br /&gt;My brother's dog Rover&lt;br /&gt;Got run over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rover was killed by a Pontiac. And it was done with&lt;br /&gt;such grace and artistry that the witnesses awarded the&lt;br /&gt;driver both ears and the tail - but I digress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment had come,&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed my gum,&lt;br /&gt;We knew there'd be blood on the sand pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd held its breath,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that death&lt;br /&gt;Would brighten an otherwise dull afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, the matador did what we wanted him to.&lt;br /&gt;He raised his sword and his aim was true.&lt;br /&gt;In that moment of truth I suddenly knew&lt;br /&gt;That someone had stolen my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's fiesta time in Akron, Ohio,&lt;br /&gt;But it's back to old Guadalajara I'm longing to go.&lt;br /&gt;Far away from the strikes of the A.F. of L. and C.I.O.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could get back&lt;br /&gt;To the land of the wetback,&lt;br /&gt;And forget the Alamo,&lt;br /&gt;In Old Mexico. Ole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5195206969092484004?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5195206969092484004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/552010-tom-lehrer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5195206969092484004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5195206969092484004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/552010-tom-lehrer.html' title='5/5/2010 - Tom Lehrer'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3983023284867957281</id><published>2010-05-04T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:56:15.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/4/2010 - Moosebutter</title><content type='html'>Well, today is May 4th.  May the 4th be with you!  (I stole that from David Tanny.  It is very funny though.)&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate today's date, here is a big viral video about Star Wars and John Williams, but it's not by Corey Vidal, who made the video famous with his 4-man solo act lip sync of it.  It is by the original group, Moosebutter.  Check out Moosebutter on their webpage, &lt;a href="http://www.moosebutter.com"&gt;Moosebutter.com&lt;/a&gt;.  They've got other songs there to listen there, including a puppet video of Psycho: The Musical.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Moosebutter with, "Star Wars (John Williams is the Man)":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGYAPr6UKhs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGYAPr6UKhs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3983023284867957281?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3983023284867957281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/542010-moosebutter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3983023284867957281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3983023284867957281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/542010-moosebutter.html' title='5/4/2010 - Moosebutter'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-2459193455362704941</id><published>2010-05-03T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:24:01.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/3/2010 - Max DeGroot</title><content type='html'>I've featured Max quite a few times.  Well, here he is again with a new song.  I had my wife listen to it last night and all she could say is... "Oh, gross.  Potty humor."  It didn't have the same effect on me :)&lt;br /&gt;Here's Max DeGroot with, "Bathroom Blues."  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/maxdegroot'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=9094154&amp;scid=9094154&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called a meeting right at 8 AM&lt;br /&gt;I got some joe when I was driving in&lt;br /&gt;They served some more just as the meet began&lt;br /&gt;Then talked about our stupid business plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting three whole hours list'ning to this bull&lt;br /&gt;Now my kidney's working and my bladder's full&lt;br /&gt;Wish they'd end this meeting cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Now they're saying stuff that I don't need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;End this stupid meeting cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Stop your stupid yapping cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Powerpoint is boring me to tears&lt;br /&gt;My butt feels like it's sitting here for years&lt;br /&gt;The charts and graphs are blurring in my brain&lt;br /&gt;I want to flush it all right down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My every thought is of a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;It's getting harder not to leak at all&lt;br /&gt;But this room is just not where I need to be&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is I need's a place to pee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about our profits cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Just put it in a memo, cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are turning yellow cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Please have mercy on me cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach the damn conclusion don't leave me in fear&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I'm ever getting out of here&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the point is please don't mess around&lt;br /&gt;I feel the level rising soon my brain will drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave a puddle, please, I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;I need to go&lt;br /&gt;Let us take a break because I....oh dammit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-2459193455362704941?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/2459193455362704941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/532010-max-degroot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2459193455362704941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2459193455362704941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/532010-max-degroot.html' title='5/3/2010 - Max DeGroot'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4394101206368235819</id><published>2010-05-02T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:17:29.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/2/2010 - Tom Smith</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Dr. Don, we have this wonderful live version of Tom Smith singing, "Just Give the Money to Me."  As a bonus track, the end is Worm Quartet singing, "R2-D2".  This is live at PenguiCon, which is happening as I type.  Here's Tom Smith at the FuMP-For-All, "Just Give The Money to Me":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="480" height="386" id="utv947178" name="utv_n_921678"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="loc=%2F&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;vid=6598901&amp;amp;locale=en_US" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/video/6598901" /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="loc=%2F&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;vid=6598901&amp;amp;locale=en_US" width="480" height="386" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="utv947178" name="utv_n_921678" src="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/video/6598901" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4394101206368235819?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4394101206368235819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/522010-tom-smith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4394101206368235819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4394101206368235819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/522010-tom-smith.html' title='5/2/2010 - Tom Smith'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1756793786578606824</id><published>2010-05-01T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:34:55.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/1/2010 - Dean Elliot</title><content type='html'>Happy May 1st. There's love in the air.  As well as protests and communist nostalgia. Ah, a great day to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not putting Jonathan Coulton's song up today.  I thought about it but that definitely does not pass my self-imposed profanity limit.  Instead, with Cirque du So What coming out with Stoogefighter, I thought this one could be funny.  It's ok.  It's Dean Elliot doing a experimental mix of backing track and various Three Stooges clips.  He was experimenting with Cakewalk as someone who works as a tech writer for them.  This is called, "Curly's Trance".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/deanelliott'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=4646639&amp;scid=4646639&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Elliot can be found on &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=624555"&gt;Soundclick&lt;/a&gt;.  He has another, more recent song that is pretty funny that DJ Particle played on Revenge recently called, "TSB" that definitely doesn't pass profanity filters.  Have a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1756793786578606824?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1756793786578606824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/512010-dean-elliot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1756793786578606824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1756793786578606824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/05/512010-dean-elliot.html' title='5/1/2010 - Dean Elliot'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8543656826821555497</id><published>2010-04-30T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T07:15:09.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/30/2010 - Weird Al Yankovic</title><content type='html'>Well, this month I have been reviewing songs that may have influenced Weird Al to become the musician he is -- mainly by looking at the Dr. Demento Funny 25/50 for the years 1972-1978.  I do realize that Al started submitting stuff prior to 1978, but that was a good cut off.  Well, all that background now leads me to a parody of his that I have never heard before today.&lt;br /&gt;I can't find what show this originally aired on, but it has appeared on at least 3 Dr. Demento shows since 1980, all in the last 13 years.  But even dmdb.org credits this to coming out from a 1980 submission.  It even says it was a live submission but I can't find the show.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;This is "Won't Eat Prunes Again" by Weird Al Yankovic.  It is a parody of The Who (who?) "Won't Be Fooled Again", which was their closing concert song.  I hadn't heard either song, so it's all new to me! Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBvh6JPSmy0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EBvh6JPSmy0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just the other day&lt;br /&gt;When we went to Joe's Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Just to order up a couple steaks to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we noticed something wrong&lt;br /&gt;All the Worcestershire was gone&lt;br /&gt;But the waitress brought a different kind of treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said this sauce was the chef's new creation&lt;br /&gt;Guaranteed, it's a new taste sensation&lt;br /&gt;But she warned us it's made out of prunes&lt;br /&gt;"Try a little if you dare"&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing can compare"&lt;br /&gt;So we had some and now we swear&lt;br /&gt;We won't eat prunes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was such a dirty trick&lt;br /&gt;Boy, it really made us sick&lt;br /&gt;Well it looks like we've been done in by the prune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the memory lingers on&lt;br /&gt;I been livin' in the john&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've had the runs since Monday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sell my soul for some new constipation&lt;br /&gt;Need a cure for this new aggravation&lt;br /&gt;Diarrhea has taken its toll&lt;br /&gt;Still got the runs today&lt;br /&gt;Just like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Buddy, that's why I'm hear to say&lt;br /&gt;We won't eat prunes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't eat prunes again&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat the new sauce&lt;br /&gt;Same as the old sauce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8543656826821555497?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8543656826821555497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4302010-weird-al-yankovic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8543656826821555497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8543656826821555497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4302010-weird-al-yankovic.html' title='4/30/2010 - Weird Al Yankovic'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-43794996088600931</id><published>2010-04-29T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T07:30:47.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/29/10 - Mary Rice Hopkins</title><content type='html'>Well, we take a break from this history lesson to celebrate my wife's birthday.  I asked her about her favorite funny song and she came up with this one.  It's called "Juggling Mom" by Mary Rice Hopkins.  I have seen Mary Rice Hopkins live a couple of times at conferences that I have been to.  She is a children's singer who tours with a traveling puppet stage manned... or womaned by Darcie Maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Mary Rice Hopkins with "Juggling Mom".  Happy birthday to my juggling wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2:  I can't embed this song at all.  You can find it on Rhapsody complete or here is a segment from her site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maryricehopkins.com/songs/songs2004-01/47%20Track%2047.mp3"&gt;Juggling Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-43794996088600931?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/43794996088600931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42910-mary-rice-hopkins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/43794996088600931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/43794996088600931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42910-mary-rice-hopkins.html' title='4/29/10 - Mary Rice Hopkins'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7235536552815582996</id><published>2010-04-28T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T07:20:46.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/28/10 - Lonnie Donegan</title><content type='html'>Wow, 2 more days of my month of review.  And more interesting - this is my 200th song of the day.  It's been a fun journey of exploration so far so I'll keep it coming :)&lt;br /&gt;"Does Your Chewing Gum Lose It's Flavor" was originally, "Does Your Spearmint Lose It's Flavor" when it was first written in 1924 but because of British copyright laws not allowing the mention of a copyrighted product in songs unless you were the copyright owner, Lonnie Donegan changed it to the generic, "Chewing Gum".&lt;br /&gt;Lonnie Donegan has the honor to be known as the most successful British musician before the Beatles.  He had 24 top 30 hits in the UK and the first Brit to have two top 10 hits in the U.S.  He was known as a skiffle band, an older form of American Jazz that really had gone by the wayside by the 1950s in the US but was revived by Lonnie in the UK.  Usually, Skiffle bands played assorted homemade instruments such as the kazoo, washboard, cigar box, musical saw, with a banjo and guitar thrown in for good measure.  Seems to me like something you'd see in old Bugs Bunny cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;Well, "Does Your Chewing Gum Lose It's Flavor" became Donegan's biggest hit and is still popular in Dementia circles, having been played numerous times on Dr. Demento's show as well as his CDs.  So here is Lonnie Donegan with "Does Your Chewing Gum Lose It's Flavor".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2JPiWWfhP-Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2JPiWWfhP-Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lyrics change on every version I find.... funny :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7235536552815582996?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7235536552815582996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42810-lonnie-donegan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7235536552815582996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7235536552815582996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42810-lonnie-donegan.html' title='4/28/10 - Lonnie Donegan'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-90982672115910707</id><published>2010-04-27T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:50:35.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/27/10 - Sheriff John</title><content type='html'>I can't figure out how to embed today in firefox.  Something's screwy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say it better than this video, so watch the video, then click on the link below to hear the song.  And laugh and be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kiOyG-Iuero&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kiOyG-Iuero&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.televisiontunes.com/Mp3.swf?file=themesongs/Sheriff%20John%20-%20Laugh%20and%20Be%20Happy.mp3"&gt;Laugh and Be Happy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-90982672115910707?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/90982672115910707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42710-sheriff-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/90982672115910707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/90982672115910707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42710-sheriff-john.html' title='4/27/10 - Sheriff John'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4022308480726653698</id><published>2010-04-26T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:18:37.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/26/2010 - The Ogden Edsl Wahalia Blues Ensemble Mondo Bizzario Band</title><content type='html'>This is getting right on the edge of the time frame that I wanted to look at.  And it is, by far, the longest group name I've ever featured.  Even the Roto Rooter Goodtime Christmas Band pales in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;The Ogden Edsl Wahalia Blues Ensemble Mondo Bizzario Band, which will be shortened to Ogden Edsl from here on out, were a Nebraska dark comedy band which started touring the area in the early 70's.  The group consisted of Bill Frenzer, Bill Carey and Otis XII.  Their shows consisted of music, comedy sketches and appeared to be one of the first to enhance their shows with videos long before MTV and the VCR.&lt;br /&gt;The group toured until 1983 when they retired as a group.  They did one last gig together on October 27, 2001 in Omaha, Nebraska as a performance to their induction to the Nebraska Music Hall of Fame.  I didn't even know such a place existed.&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning, I woke up and this song was already playing in my head, wondering, why?  I thought I'd share the earworm with you!  Here is Ogden Edsl with "Dead Puppies."  No matter what, the song is fun even if the subject matter isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LrfgCEsg_go&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LrfgCEsg_go&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the intro if you wanted just the song.  I like the sketch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Roman Hruska was a Senator from Nebraska, so that line is in reference to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies aren't much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't come when you call&lt;br /&gt;They don't chase squirrels at all&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies aren't much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My puppy died late last fall&lt;br /&gt;He's still rotting in the hall&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies aren't much fun, no no no&lt;br /&gt;Mom says puppy's days are through&lt;br /&gt;She's going to throw him in the stew&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies aren't much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;(Dead dead dead) dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies aren't much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Come on everybody out there, sing along ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dead dead dead) dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;(Dead dead dead) dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;(Dead dead dead) dead puppies aren't much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One more time for Roman Hruska)&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies&lt;br /&gt;Dead puppies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4022308480726653698?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4022308480726653698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4262010-ogden-edsl-wahalia-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4022308480726653698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4022308480726653698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4262010-ogden-edsl-wahalia-blues.html' title='4/26/2010 - The Ogden Edsl Wahalia Blues Ensemble Mondo Bizzario Band'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1083640967609215162</id><published>2010-04-25T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T07:56:02.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/25/2010 - Larry Groce</title><content type='html'>Larry Groce is a host on NPR.  He sang 4 records of children songs for Disney.  But for one song, Larry Groce was a dementia artist.  And quite the song it was.&lt;br /&gt;To me, it looks like Larry Groce was a child of the 60's -- he went around as a traveling musician from school to school and ended up getting funding from the National Endowment of the Arts to do so.  He did have a song called, "Winnie the Pooh for President" which Disney picked up and released (I'm surprised they didn't sue him into oblivion!)&lt;br /&gt;Well, in 1975, Groce wrote this song and started performing it in 1976, where it reached #9 on the Billboard charts. I can't even fathom comedy songs today making the Billboard charts with the merging of all the stations under one or two companies and no one breaking format, ever.  Anyway, here is Larry Groce's tell of a double life -- "Junk Food Junkie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLiVeRJTtqo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLiVeRJTtqo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know I love that organic cookin'&lt;br /&gt;I always ask for more&lt;br /&gt;They call me Mr. Natural&lt;br /&gt;On down to the health food store&lt;br /&gt;I only eat good sea-salt&lt;br /&gt;White sugar don't touch my lips&lt;br /&gt;And my friends is always beggin' me to take 'em&lt;br /&gt;On macro-biotic trips&lt;br /&gt;But at night I take out my strongbox&lt;br /&gt;That I keep under lock and key&lt;br /&gt;And I take it off to my closet&lt;br /&gt;Where nobody else can see&lt;br /&gt;I open that lid so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Take a peek up North and South&lt;br /&gt;Then I pull out a Hostess Twinkie&lt;br /&gt;And I pop it in my mouth!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the daytime I'm Mr. Natural&lt;br /&gt;Just as healthy as I can be&lt;br /&gt;But at night I'm a junkfood junkie&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord have pity on me!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well at lunch time you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;At the Whole Earth Vitamin Bar&lt;br /&gt;Just suckin' on my plain white yogurt&lt;br /&gt;From a hand thrown pottery jar&lt;br /&gt;And sippin' little hand-pressed cider&lt;br /&gt;With a carrot stick for desert&lt;br /&gt;And wipin' my face in a natural way&lt;br /&gt;On the sleeve of my peasant shirt!&lt;br /&gt;But when that clock strikes midnight&lt;br /&gt;And I'm all by myself&lt;br /&gt;I'm working that combination&lt;br /&gt;In my secret hide-away shelf&lt;br /&gt;I pull out some Fritos Corn Chips&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Pepper and an Old Moon Pie,&lt;br /&gt;Then I sit back in glorious expectation&lt;br /&gt;Of a genuine junk food high!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My friends down at the commune&lt;br /&gt;They think I'm pretty neat&lt;br /&gt;I don't know nothin' 'bout arts and crafts&lt;br /&gt;But I give 'em all something to eat&lt;br /&gt;I'm a friend to old Euell Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;And I only eat home grown spice&lt;br /&gt;I got a John Keats autograph Grecian urn&lt;br /&gt;Filled up with my brown rice&lt;br /&gt;But folks, lately I have been spotted&lt;br /&gt;With a Big Mac on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Stumblin' into a Colonel Sanders&lt;br /&gt;With a face as white as death&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid some day they'll find me&lt;br /&gt;Just stretched out on my bed&lt;br /&gt;With a handful of Pringle's Potato Chips&lt;br /&gt;And a Ding-Dong by my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1083640967609215162?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1083640967609215162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4252010-larry-groce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1083640967609215162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1083640967609215162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4252010-larry-groce.html' title='4/25/2010 - Larry Groce'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3908164870626081931</id><published>2010-04-24T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:33:38.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/24/2010 - Napoleon XIV</title><content type='html'>No list like this would be complete without one of the signature songs of dementia - "They're Coming to Take Me Away - Ha-Haa!".  I have heard before about how Jerry Samuels would be entertaining friends and would turn into Napoleon XIV, a completely different, deranged personality (but not dangerous.)&lt;br /&gt;There have been a couple of parody/sequels to this song.  The most obvious is the B side of the original record, "!aaaH-aH ,yawA eM ekaT oT gnimoC er'yehT" which is the original song played completely backwards (it is the flip side.)  The second one is Josephine XV's, "I'm Happy They Took You Away" and then Jerry Samuels made a sequel in 1990 called, "They're Coming To Get Me Again, Ha Haaa!".&lt;br /&gt;The recording wasn't originally considered a song and had to be copyrighted as a lecture.  Well, this lecture hit #3 on the Billboard US Charts and #4 on the UK charts.  Not bad for a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jerry Samuels, aka Napoleon XIV, with "They're Coming To Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!"  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnzHtm1jhL4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnzHtm1jhL4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rewind and watch it again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L47GQG12WHg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L47GQG12WHg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3908164870626081931?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3908164870626081931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4242010-napoleon-xiv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3908164870626081931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3908164870626081931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4242010-napoleon-xiv.html' title='4/24/2010 - Napoleon XIV'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6030931805371827155</id><published>2010-04-23T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:21:28.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/23/2010 - The Thorndike Pickledish Pacifist Choir</title><content type='html'>Try saying that name 216 times real fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thorndike Pickledish Pacifist Choir consists of Robert O. Smith, a radio DJ from Seattle, Washington.  He is also a voice actor.  In 1966, he released this little spoken word ditty called, "Walter Wart, The Freaky Frog".  Very interesting indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JC73jtokqP8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JC73jtokqP8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6030931805371827155?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6030931805371827155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4232010-thorndike-pickledish-pacifist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6030931805371827155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6030931805371827155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4232010-thorndike-pickledish-pacifist.html' title='4/23/2010 - The Thorndike Pickledish Pacifist Choir'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-192496506767795026</id><published>2010-04-22T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:23:48.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/22/2010 - Rose and the Arrangement</title><content type='html'>There's always something eating a city in songs.  Eggplants that eat Chicago, tomatoes that eat New York. Babies that eat Los Angeles. But nothing compares to the horror of the cockroach that ate Cincinnati.&lt;br /&gt;Rose and the Arrangement was a Las Vegas band that in 1974 released "The Cockroach who Ate Cincinnati" under the alias, Possum.  Little did they know that this song would become their biggest hit thanks to the play it found on the Dr. Demento show.  The year it was released, it hit #22 in the funny 25.  Then it went to #8 in 1975 and 1976.&lt;br /&gt;So here's "The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati" by Rose and the Arrangement.  Chad Ocho-Cinco approves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/viTUhOT4d3I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/viTUhOT4d3I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh, don't touch that dial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must offer to you a confession,&lt;br /&gt;I like movies that give me a fright.&lt;br /&gt;If the subject is horror, I got to see more or&lt;br /&gt;I won't be contented all night.&lt;br /&gt;You may call it my ghoulish obsession,&lt;br /&gt;It's a subject on which I get chatty.&lt;br /&gt;But the worst one it seems, haunting all of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Was the cockroach that ate Cincinnati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen ghouls and hobgoblins and witches&lt;br /&gt;And some moth-eaten werewolves with fangs.&lt;br /&gt;There were creatures that chattered and others that clattered,&lt;br /&gt;And Japanese monsters with fangs (ah-so).&lt;br /&gt;Frankenstein gives me the shakes,&lt;br /&gt;And Count Dracula's driving me batty.&lt;br /&gt;But they're not on a par with the worst one by far&lt;br /&gt;The cockroach that ate Cincinnati (ha ha ha ha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he must have needed a seltzer.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how much he got down!&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, he'd just chew up a suburb or two,&lt;br /&gt;And for dinner, he ate the whole town (BURP!).&lt;br /&gt;Willard just sent me out laughing,&lt;br /&gt;I thought Ben looked a little bit ratty (sorry, sorry about that),&lt;br /&gt;But they're not half as bad as the worst scare I've had -&lt;br /&gt;The Cockroach that ate Cincinnati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my heart nearly stopped; he would never be topped -&lt;br /&gt;The cockroach that ate Cincinnati! OLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ole? That's dumb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-192496506767795026?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/192496506767795026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4222010-rose-and-arrangement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/192496506767795026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/192496506767795026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4222010-rose-and-arrangement.html' title='4/22/2010 - Rose and the Arrangement'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-422031731767039535</id><published>2010-04-21T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T07:11:26.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/21/10 - National Lampoon</title><content type='html'>A few years back, my wife and I bought a National Lampoon book of funny stuff printed in newspapers.  We were rolling on the floor, especially with most of the wedding announcements.  The people at National Lampoon have a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to them to come up with this parody.  In the 1920's, Max Ehrmann wrote a poem of encouragement that Les Crane set to music as spoken word with a prose set used as the backing chorus.  National Lampoon took this song of encouragement and turned it on its ear, turning it into a song of the hopelessness of a deteriorating world and the futility of life.  This is "Deteriorata" by National Lampoon.&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing conflicting reports of who actually wrote the original lyrics.  One place says it was Christopher Guest (of SNL and 6 fingered-man fame).  Another says Tony Hendra.  What they do agree on is that the spoken part is by Norman Rose (Juan Valdez's voice) and the singing is by Melissa Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;Here's "Deteriorata" by National Lampoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJJBtmhRRl8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJJBtmhRRl8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fluke of the universe. You have no right to be here.&lt;br /&gt;Deteriorata. Deteriorata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and waste,&lt;br /&gt;And remember what comfort there may be in owning a piece thereof.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid quiet and passive persons, unless you are in need of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Rotate your tires.&lt;br /&gt;Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself,&lt;br /&gt;And heed well their advice, even though they be turkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Know what to kiss, and when.&lt;br /&gt;Consider that two wrongs never make a right, but that three do.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever possible, put people on hold.&lt;br /&gt;Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment,&lt;br /&gt;and despite the changing fortunes of time,&lt;br /&gt;There is always a big future in computer maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember The Pueblo.&lt;br /&gt;Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle, and mutilate.&lt;br /&gt;Know yourself. If you need help, call the FBI.&lt;br /&gt;Exercise caution in your daily affairs,&lt;br /&gt;Especially with those persons closest to you -&lt;br /&gt;That lemon on your left, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls&lt;br /&gt;Would scarcely get your feet wet.&lt;br /&gt;Fall not in love therefore. It will stick to your face.&lt;br /&gt;Gracefully surrender the things of youth: birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;And let not the sands of time get in your lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Hire people with hooks.&lt;br /&gt;For a good time, call 606-4311. Ask for Ken.&lt;br /&gt;Take heart in the bedeepening gloom&lt;br /&gt;That your dog is finally getting enough cheese.&lt;br /&gt;And reflect that whatever fortune may be your lot,&lt;br /&gt;It could only be worse in Milwaukee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fluke of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;You have no right to be here.&lt;br /&gt;And whether you can hear it or not,&lt;br /&gt;The universe is laughing behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, make peace with your god,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you perceive him to be - hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin.&lt;br /&gt;With all its hopes, dreams, promises, and urban renewal,&lt;br /&gt;The world continues to deteriorate.&lt;br /&gt;Give up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-422031731767039535?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/422031731767039535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42110-national-lampoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/422031731767039535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/422031731767039535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42110-national-lampoon.html' title='4/21/10 - National Lampoon'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3056707313967502246</id><published>2010-04-20T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:57:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/20/10 - Nervous Norvus</title><content type='html'>Well, today is 4/20. If you decide to celebrate the day, you may end up like Nervous Norvus in this song.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous Norvus was the stage name of Jimmy Drake, a musician from Los Angeles, California. He was really a shy guy and refused to perform live, even declining an invitation from Ed Sullivan.  He had about 6 months of fame for his songs, then went into becoming a music writer, writing the music to go along with songs written by other people for about $7 a song.  He died in 1968 from cirrhosis of the liver.&lt;br /&gt;This song, "Transfusion", was the song that Steve Clean told Barry Hansen that he must be "Demented to play that" and thus gave Dr. Demento his name.&lt;br /&gt;So, one of the most popular of songs played on the Dr. Demento Show, here's Nervous Norvus with "Transfusion":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/euaH8mUiFHs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/euaH8mUiFHs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3056707313967502246?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3056707313967502246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42010-nervous-norvus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3056707313967502246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3056707313967502246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/42010-nervous-norvus.html' title='4/20/10 - Nervous Norvus'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8893772552422599939</id><published>2010-04-19T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:11:13.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/19/10 - Sleepy John Estes</title><content type='html'>Sleepy John Estes was a sharecropper who started performing locally and got with the right crowd. At the age of 19, he lost sight in one of his eyes when a friend threw a rock at him playing baseball. Seemed like he had some reason to sing blues.&lt;br /&gt;After World War II, people heard his music and liked it but figured he was dead because he had such an old sounding voice, even in his earliest recordings.  When they found him in 1962, he was now blind in both eyes and living in poverty -- something they seemed quick to rectify by sending him on some music tours (well, at least the poverty part.)  He had some successful tours, and died in 1977 preparing for a European tour. His epithet was a line from one of his songs, ".. ain't goin' to worry Poor John's mind anymore."&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "Stop That Thing". Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8FY03YA6Sk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8FY03YA6Sk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8893772552422599939?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8893772552422599939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41910-sleepy-john-estes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8893772552422599939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8893772552422599939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41910-sleepy-john-estes.html' title='4/19/10 - Sleepy John Estes'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6791524579915359856</id><published>2010-04-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T07:44:59.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/18/2010 - Gloria Woods</title><content type='html'>Gloria Woods is known for a few things.  She was the singer of the original Woody Woodpecker song.  She was the singing voice for Marilyn Monroe and Betty Grable.  She sang the original commercial jingle for Rice-a-Roni (The San Francisco treat...) And she worked with big band orchestra leader Kay Kayser.  Pretty illustrious career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1962, Gloria Woods worked with Disney on their Symposium on Popular Songs project to perform this little ditty.  She did all three voices of the Sister Sisters in this ode to the Andrews Sister's "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy."  I tell you, this song wouldn't fly today -- especially from Disney.  I'm sure they would be happy to erase this bit of history, like the slave girl minotaur in Fantasia and Song of the South.  It's fun to see a world before some of the good aspects of political correctness.  Here is Disney with, "Boogie Woogie Bakery Man" as sung by Gloria Woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3wt5dKfUl0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3wt5dKfUl0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6791524579915359856?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6791524579915359856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4182010-gloria-woods.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6791524579915359856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6791524579915359856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4182010-gloria-woods.html' title='4/18/2010 - Gloria Woods'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5520228405809452869</id><published>2010-04-17T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T06:40:01.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/17/2010 - Monty Python</title><content type='html'>I remember going into the Navy. I started hearing rumblings of this comedy group, an older group, that was very quotable and pretty funny.  Definitely strange. I kept hearing about this "Monty Python".  So I started to look for it around.  My first introduction to them was Life of Brian. Very strange indeed.  Very funny though.  Not knowing about the 1980 controversy of the original movie within the church, I caught the humor, the sarcasm and the biting bits directed at those who follow someone blindly.  I thought it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;This, of course, led to the Holy Grail of comedy, Monty Python and the Holy Grail.  Then to the TV show.  Then Meaning of Life, then running very quickly from that back to the show.  It wasn't too long until I started quoting Monty Python lines with answers to pretty much any situation thrown my way.  What should we have for breakfast?  How about some Spam?&lt;br /&gt;I ended up buying most of the Monty Python stuff I could find on VHS and DVD.  Although the TV Show on DVD has always been just out of reach price wise.  My favorite of the lot, though, was Monty Python at the Hollywood Bowl.  The group shine in front of a live audience.&lt;br /&gt;So, today's song is about that cross-dressing manly man, the Lumberjack Song.  He's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/clPYfaTvHT0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/clPYfaTvHT0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5520228405809452869?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5520228405809452869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4172010-monty-python.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5520228405809452869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5520228405809452869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4172010-monty-python.html' title='4/17/2010 - Monty Python'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4485957641672738126</id><published>2010-04-16T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:23:42.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/16/10 - "Classy" Freddie Blaisse</title><content type='html'>The first time I saw Freddy Blaisse, he had been retired as an active wrestler for years.  He was the manager of The Iron Sheik and Nikolai Volkoff.  He was a shadow of the greatness he was as a wrestler -- but still entertaining and engaging.  At one point in his career, he was so hated that he had to have armed police officers walk him to and from the ring.  One fan hated him so much that he splashed Blaisse's back with acid, which Blaisse had to go back to the locker room, wash off, and got back out and wrestled his match.&lt;br /&gt;Blaisse grew up as an immigrant child, an only child (he says because he weighed 15 pounds when he was first born and his mom didn't want to go through childbirth again.) He worked at a carnival as a young man, working as a carnival wrestler.  Here is where he came up with the phrase, "Pencil Neck Geek" which became his catchphrase for his wrestling career.&lt;br /&gt;"Pencil Neck Geek" became a fan favorite for those in the dementia community... which surprises me somewhat as a lot of listeners would be Blaisse's target.  I guess if you can't laugh at yourself, people will still laugh at you.  Here's what Blaisse said about the album he re-released the song on about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Geek or Geekette,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about time you listened to this record,you grit-eatin idiot. You are looking at the greatest single achievement in the history of the human race. This record features the actual physical image of the Great one, the king of men, Fred Blassie, immortalized for all time on a hunk of cheap wax. Not to mention the most memorable, heartwarming and beloved music and prose ever captured in the recording studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can sit there, in the privacy of your own dump, with yer beer gut hanging out and that blemish-ridden pot-of-oil you call an old lady, and the two of you can slop around for hours on end staring at my gorgeous likeness on the album jacket, while you listen to my golden pipes crooning away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's tough to be as great as I am. When I was born that geek doctor was so taken with my beautiful voice that he kept on slappin' my butt just to hear a few more notes. I finally had to bite off one of his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a word of advise for all you punk rock pinheads, new wave nitwits, and heavy metal meatballs trying to make a career out of imitating the great Fred Blassie, you've been sitting aroun' staring at that rotten MTV so long your brains have leaked out and now you think you can come aroun' here and stink up my wrestling arena. just remember,you can scream, punch, puke and pogo till your ass falls off, but you'll never be Blassie. Until next time good night, good luck and Good Riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddie Blassie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's Freddie Blassie with "Pencil Neck Geek":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JNM4atakanI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JNM4atakanI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4485957641672738126?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4485957641672738126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41610-classy-freddie-blaisse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4485957641672738126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4485957641672738126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41610-classy-freddie-blaisse.html' title='4/16/10 - &quot;Classy&quot; Freddie Blaisse'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7193641663554181384</id><published>2010-04-15T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:21:54.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/15/10 - Benny Bell</title><content type='html'>Benny Bell was born a Jewish kid by the name of Benjamin Samberg.He was popular in the 1940's, then made a resurgence in the 1970's when this song was introduced on the Dr. Demento show.  Really, this song is just a huge, steaming, stinky pile of shaving cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Benny Bell with "Shaving Cream":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyNca5ZEuEQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyNca5ZEuEQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go pay your taxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7193641663554181384?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7193641663554181384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41510-benny-bell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7193641663554181384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7193641663554181384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41510-benny-bell.html' title='4/15/10 - Benny Bell'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8676880443285101883</id><published>2010-04-14T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T07:09:57.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/14/10 - Jef Jaisun</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow being tax day, the feds are probably all ramped up about getting paid.  Maybe we'll see some happy, bouncy FBI agents out and about today looking to solve some mysteries (ZOINKS!) or bust some hippies.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hippies, I had the opportunity to ump last weekend with a guy who must have been a hippie at one point in his life.  It was quite funny.  It was Frank Zappa behind the plate.&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.  Jef Jaisun had his problems with the fed.  Actually, that's just the song.  He really had a problem with the record companies who used his song, stole his money, and never gave him credit.  The history of "Friendly Neighborhood Narco Agent" is quite interesting.  You should have a read at &lt;a href="http://www.eljefe.net/fnnafaq.html"&gt;The FNNA FAQ&lt;/a&gt;.  Nice guys apparently get trampled on, especially when their high.&lt;br /&gt;Since Jef released this song, he has also become an award-winning photographer, including winning an award from The Blues Foundation of Memphis, TN for "Keeping the Blues Alive" through photography.  Sadly, Jef passes away in 2006.  I don't know if Warner Brothers ever did him right but I'm not surprised they did him wrong.  I think someone should start a whole #boowarner movement!  Oh wait...&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jef Jaisun with the #1 song of 1975 on Dr. Demento's Funny 25, "Friendly Neighborhood Narco Agent":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_JziFPOsBAU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_JziFPOsBAU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yer truckin' casually down the street&lt;br /&gt;When a man comes up to ya lookin' beat&lt;br /&gt;With telltale traces of hippie on his chin&lt;br /&gt;You say howdy, he says "Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Got anything that'll make me fly?&lt;br /&gt;And if ya do I surely wish you'd let me in&lt;br /&gt;On what yer dealin', brother."&lt;br /&gt;In your mind you start to wonder&lt;br /&gt;What to turn this fella onto&lt;br /&gt;Then you get a look into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;You find his beard is only make-up&lt;br /&gt;And his line is purely fake-up&lt;br /&gt;Then and only then you realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;He's your Friendly Neighborhood Narco Agent&lt;br /&gt;Friendly neighborhood narco man&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of your local FBI&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly neighborhood narco daddy&lt;br /&gt;All-american finking Feddie&lt;br /&gt;There to trip you up while you are high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sitting in the coffeehouse gloom&lt;br /&gt;When the waiter comes up to you with a broom&lt;br /&gt;And asks to sweep the floor around your chair&lt;br /&gt;You ask him why and he says, "Routine -&lt;br /&gt;"We like to keep our coffee clean."&lt;br /&gt;And he begins to tidy up with care&lt;br /&gt;*You light yourself a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;And find out soon as you got it lit&lt;br /&gt;That 40 new-found friends are by your side&lt;br /&gt;Then someone hands you a note that's penciled&lt;br /&gt;Telling you your flight's been cancelled&lt;br /&gt;Just the same you're going for a ride, with your…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You duck into an alley way, thinking,&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, maybe I can cop a J&lt;br /&gt;And get back before the boss finds out I'm gone."&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the golden rule&lt;br /&gt;You look both ways, make sure it's cool&lt;br /&gt;And when there ain't a soul for miles around&lt;br /&gt;You clutch your baggie full of weed&lt;br /&gt;And careful not to spill a seed&lt;br /&gt;You roll a joint as big as Baltimore&lt;br /&gt;And as you take that first big drag in&lt;br /&gt;A helicopter drops a paddy wagon&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's standing smiling by the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your Friendly Neighborhood Narco Agent&lt;br /&gt;Friendly neighborhood narco man&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of your local CIA&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly neighborhood college drop-out&lt;br /&gt;Undercover copper cop-out&lt;br /&gt;Keeping law and order bright and gay&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you find out that the freak your trusted&lt;br /&gt;Is the fink that got you busted&lt;br /&gt;And 20 years is a long time to stay on the ground&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8676880443285101883?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8676880443285101883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41410-jef-jaisun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8676880443285101883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8676880443285101883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/41410-jef-jaisun.html' title='4/14/10 - Jef Jaisun'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5410069874925168159</id><published>2010-04-13T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T06:00:06.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/13/2010 - Leonard Nimoy</title><content type='html'>What is a Leonard Nimoy?  Well, he is an actor, director and Vulcan.  And not a Vulcan.  Depending on what book you pick up.  Nimoy has always fascinated me.  My first experience with him was actually on the Star Trek cartoons, then I got into the rest of Star Trek.  He played Spock so well, keeping the emotions in check.  I must admit, though, I liked Spock more in Star Trek IV and in the new Star Trek movie where he shows more emotion, letting his human side come out as he continues to grow.  For the greatness of Star Trek III and IV, William Shatner's directing of Star Trek V almost killed the series.  But this is not about William Shatner's demented music (which he has a lot of), but Leonard Nimoy's.&lt;br /&gt;What was going through his mind when he decided to do this song?  He had read the Hobbit by Tolkien and admired Bilbo but that still doesn't excuse this song.  This is "The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins" by Leonard Nimoy.  Strange. Illogical indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRrhMDu9VmM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRrhMDu9VmM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In The Middle Of The Earth In The Land Of The Shire&lt;br /&gt;lives A Brave Little Hobbit Whom We All Admire.&lt;br /&gt;with His Long Wooden Pipe,&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy, Woolly Toes,&lt;br /&gt;he Lives In A Hobbit-Hole And Everybody Knows Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;he's Only Three Feet Tall&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;the Bravest Little Hobbit Of Them All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Hobbits Are A Peace-Lovin' Folks You Know&lt;br /&gt;they Don't Like To Hurry And They Take Things Slow&lt;br /&gt;they Don't Like To Travel Away From Home&lt;br /&gt;they Just Want To Eat And Be Left Alone&lt;br /&gt;but One Day Bilbo Was Asked To Go&lt;br /&gt;on A Big Adventure To The Caves Below,&lt;br /&gt;to Help Some Dwarves Get Back Their Gold&lt;br /&gt;that Was Stolen By A Dragon In The Days Of Old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;he's Only Three Feet Tall&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;the Bravest Little Hobbit Of Them All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well He Fought With The Goblins!&lt;br /&gt;he Battled A Troll!!&lt;br /&gt;he Riddled With Gollum!!!&lt;br /&gt;a Magic Ring He Stole!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he Was Chased By Wolves!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lost In The Forest!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;escaped In A Barrel From The Elf-King's Halls!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;the Bravest Little Hobbit Of Them All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now He's Back In His Hole In The Land Of The Shire,&lt;br /&gt;that Brave Little Hobbit Whom We All Admire,&lt;br /&gt;just A-Sittin' On A Treasure Of Silver And Gold&lt;br /&gt;a-Puffin' On His Pipe In His Hobbit-Hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;he's Only Three Feet Tall&lt;br /&gt;bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;the Bravest Little Hobbit Of Them All&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5410069874925168159?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5410069874925168159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4132010-leonard-nimoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5410069874925168159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5410069874925168159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4132010-leonard-nimoy.html' title='4/13/2010 - Leonard Nimoy'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-107356170246728215</id><published>2010-04-12T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T07:18:39.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-/12/10 - Allan Sherman</title><content type='html'>*r 697 dqh 43qe 5y8wk 697 yqf3 599 j7dy 58j3 9h 6974 yqhewZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cryptology rejoice!  Today's song is by Allan Sherman and is a parody of the 1953 best song oscar, "Secret Love" called, "Secret Code".  Funny song.  Here he is singing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the hit and run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rdrN9lOw6po&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rdrN9lOw6po&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had a secret code,&lt;br /&gt;Where A was B, and B was G.&lt;br /&gt;G was K, and K was J;&lt;br /&gt;And J was M, and M was P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V was X, and X was V,&lt;br /&gt;And U was I, and I was U.&lt;br /&gt;87 stood for Z,&lt;br /&gt;And 2 for T, and T for 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O was 12, and Q was 17;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what those numbers mean.&lt;br /&gt;That is how we won the war;&lt;br /&gt;My secret code's no secret anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;SPOILER&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top line says, "If you can read this, you have too much time on your hands!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-107356170246728215?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/107356170246728215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-1210-allan-sherman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/107356170246728215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/107356170246728215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-1210-allan-sherman.html' title='4-/12/10 - Allan Sherman'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-2118451122997520384</id><published>2010-04-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T08:32:03.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/11/2010 - Alfred E. Newman</title><content type='html'>Mad Magazine has a long and glorio... good... ok... well, it's been around for a long time and has been very successful.  It is regarded by many as one of the most influential magazines for the hippie generation, giving them a voice before the 60's blew up.  Even today, it's irreverent parody of everything is a fun read.  As parody artists, we have a lot to thank Mad Magazine for, as their legal battles have cleared the way for fair use and parody for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;In 1963, Mad Magazine released some cardboard records with it's magazine.  One of these included the song, "It's a Gas", a saxophone solo with Alfred E. Newman burping.  The saxophonist is King Curtis, a famous saxophonist best known for his work on "Yakity Yak".&lt;br /&gt;There was a re-release in the 70's of "It's a Gas" disco version but the original with it's fantastic musical quality has stood the test of time.  This is Alfred E. Newman with "It's a Gas" -- enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/48PIPIyoSmQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/48PIPIyoSmQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A GAS!&lt;br /&gt;Burp&lt;br /&gt;Arrrp&lt;br /&gt;Belch&lt;br /&gt;Pip&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-2118451122997520384?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/2118451122997520384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4112010-alfred-e-newman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2118451122997520384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2118451122997520384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4112010-alfred-e-newman.html' title='4/11/2010 - Alfred E. Newman'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-430912436198511005</id><published>2010-04-10T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:01:35.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/10/2010 - Leroy Pullin</title><content type='html'>One hit wonders are cool sometimes.  Take the case of Leroy Pullins.  He got into the music business at the age of 14 in a rock band in the 50's.  Well, that didn't take off so he moved to Nashville and was signed to sing silly songs because his voice sounded an awful lot alike Roger Miller.  So in 1966, he put out an album with the song, "I'm A Nut" which reached #18 on the country charts.  The label tried a second album which flopped, so Leroy Pullins retired from music and became a fireman in his hometown.  But his song, I'm a Nut, continues on, getting mistaken for Roger Miller from time to time.  In fact, when I first found the song, it was credited to Roger Miller.&lt;br /&gt;But Leroy Pullins will always have the legacy of singing the song, "I'm A Nut", which has been rereleased twice more, once in 1984 shortly after his death (an unintentional posthumous release) and again on a compilation in 2007.  Here's "I'm A Nut" by &lt;s&gt;Roger Miller&lt;/s&gt; Leroy Pullins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqsauoDmgDo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqsauoDmgDo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beedle-dee-bah, beedle-dee-bah, beedle-dee-ree-pa-dom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'm a nut, I'm a nut&lt;br /&gt;My live don't ever get in a rut, whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop&lt;br /&gt;The head on my shoulders is sorta loose&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't got the sense God gave a goose&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I ain't crazy, but ...I'm a nut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is is wetter under water, if you're there when it rains?&lt;br /&gt;Is it shorter to New York, than it is by a plane?&lt;br /&gt;Between myself and I, I wonder who's the dumber&lt;br /&gt;Is it hotter down south, than it is in the summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove my Cadillac to Vegas to satisfy my lust&lt;br /&gt;Wheelin', dealin', left ol' Vegas on a Greyhound bus&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have set the woods on fire while I was there&lt;br /&gt;But remember only forest fires prevent bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poverty war will be over, when I begin to fight&lt;br /&gt;If it took a dime to go 'round the world&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get out of sight&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind to take the girls out&lt;br /&gt;If they don't mind to go Dutch&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel like a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;And I bet I ain't worth half that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, crazy man! I'm a nut!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lordy, Lordy Lordy, Lordy&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy, I'm a nut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-430912436198511005?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/430912436198511005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4102010-leroy-pullin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/430912436198511005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/430912436198511005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4102010-leroy-pullin.html' title='4/10/2010 - Leroy Pullin'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8496494791312448683</id><published>2010-04-09T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:15:59.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/9/10 - Harry McClintock</title><content type='html'>Harry "Haywire Mac" McClintock, also known as "Radio Mac" was one of those people who started in radio, went to movies, and ended up being a pioneer of television.  He was a writer who started writing songs about stories from his childhood and became popular for it.  He came up with a life philosophy, "Anyone who can sing never has to go hungry."  I should be starving! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "Ain't We Crazy" and is about impossible situations in normal day situations.  It reminds me of a line I wrote in freshman English once describing an old man we encounter in a story -- "He was an old man with an unruly beard which he kept tidy."  My teacher didn't like that line, but it would fit in this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Harry McClintock, with his 1928 recording of "Ain't We Crazy":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RJ6FF2bxbE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RJ6FF2bxbE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8496494791312448683?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8496494791312448683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4910-harry-mcclintock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8496494791312448683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8496494791312448683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4910-harry-mcclintock.html' title='4/9/10 - Harry McClintock'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-374636661970689095</id><published>2010-04-08T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T07:08:47.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/8/10 - The Three Stooges</title><content type='html'>The current song on the FuMP is a skit by Cirque du So What called, "Stooge Fighter" about a video game using old movie characters as the characters in a Street Fighter/Mortal Combat type game.  Funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I went a little more original today.  This is actually the Three Stooges.  My dad and I used to sit around on Saturdays and watch the Three Stooges, then watch some Kung Fu theater before the Laker game came on.  It was a good day.  After a while, my mom didn't want us to watch the Stooges anymore because my two siblings and I would start acting it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song is the "Alphabet Song" by the Three Stooges.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8Pk1UYkB3I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8Pk1UYkB3I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-374636661970689095?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/374636661970689095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4810-three-stooges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/374636661970689095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/374636661970689095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4810-three-stooges.html' title='4/8/10 - The Three Stooges'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5275076840797695995</id><published>2010-04-07T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:15:10.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/7/10 - The Roto Rooter Goodtime Christmas Band</title><content type='html'>One of the longer names for a band I've ever had on here.  Probably one of the longer names for a band anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;On my continued quest to see the history of dementia, I present this song by the Roto Rooter Goodtime Christmas Band.  I've seen some of them in my research already since they did a cover of Pico &amp; Sepulveda.  You want to know something funny/interesting?  They have a blog.  Seriously.  It's not very frequent, but it does have some fun facts on it.  It's here: &lt;a href="http://rrgtcb.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rrgtcb.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the Roto Rooter Goodtime Christmas Band with, "Martian March".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KeddoSmXSIY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KeddoSmXSIY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that this songs came up today.  I did release a "song" from the future on my soundclick (http://www.soundclick.com/medemia) that is strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5275076840797695995?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5275076840797695995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4710-roto-rooter-goodtime-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5275076840797695995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5275076840797695995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4710-roto-rooter-goodtime-christmas.html' title='4/7/10 - The Roto Rooter Goodtime Christmas Band'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4102985124967640840</id><published>2010-04-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T06:52:10.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/6/10 - Phil Harris</title><content type='html'>Phil Harris was a pretty famous singer before he ever started working on Disney cartoons.  He is probably most famous for playing the role of Baloo in the Jungle Book but he was a successful radio host, orchestra host and recording artist before ever becoming Baloo (for both the Jungle Book and for the 90's cartoon, Tailspin.)  He has quite a few comedy recordings that you can find on youtube.  This one is the hapless tale of a man who finds a box on the beach but can't get rid of it ever, so he gives some very sound advice at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "The Thing" by Phil Harris.  Make sure you watch out for the (THUD THUD THUD) wherever you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWPx-fw0mI8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWPx-fw0mI8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day&lt;br /&gt;I saw a great big wooden box a-floatin� in the bay&lt;br /&gt;I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king&lt;br /&gt;I took it to a guy I knew who�d buy most any thing&lt;br /&gt;But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop&lt;br /&gt;Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, before I call a cop&lt;br /&gt;Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom before I call a cop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and got right out, a-runnin� for my life&lt;br /&gt;And than I took it home with me to give it to my wife&lt;br /&gt;But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door&lt;br /&gt;Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and don�t come back no more&lt;br /&gt;Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and don�t come back no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet&lt;br /&gt;A hobo who was looking for a hand-out on the street&lt;br /&gt;He said he�d take most any old thing, he was a desperate man&lt;br /&gt;But when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate&lt;br /&gt;Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate&lt;br /&gt;And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go&lt;br /&gt;Get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below&lt;br /&gt;Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is if you�re out on the beach&lt;br /&gt;And you should see a great big box and it�s within your reach&lt;br /&gt;Don�t ever stop and open it up, that�s my advice to you&lt;br /&gt;�Cause you�ll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you�ll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4102985124967640840?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4102985124967640840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4610-phil-harris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4102985124967640840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4102985124967640840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4610-phil-harris.html' title='4/6/10 - Phil Harris'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6112691794344241688</id><published>2010-04-05T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:19:14.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/5/10 - Larry Vincent</title><content type='html'>On starting research on Larry Vincent, I found a lot of stuff on him.  Then I looked at the dmdb.com and noticed the fact that Larry Vincent is not Larry "Seymour" Vincent, host of horror movies before Elvira took his place.  So now I don't have a lot on him although Seymour was a fascinating guy :)&lt;br /&gt;Larry Vincent and His Lookout Boys released "The Freckle Song" in 1946. From history, I know that this was the middle of the decency movement in movies and comic books so many were trying to find ways around it, and in some creative ways.  This song is full of innuendo but nothing vulgar if you read the lyrics.  I listened the first time and wondered about how he saw her but then I read it and the lyrics clear that up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's Larry Vincent and His Lookout Boys with "The Freckle Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_luhzvhur5E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_luhzvhur5E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a girl that I'm just simply wild about&lt;br /&gt;Folks say I'm a lucky boy&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go people rave about&lt;br /&gt;This little bundle of joy&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;And when she's in my arms it's paradise&lt;br /&gt;She smells like a rose from her head down to her toes&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;And when she's in my arms it's paradise&lt;br /&gt;All the sailors give her a chase&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they love her navel base&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;And when she's in my arms it's paradise&lt;br /&gt;She's like my Nellie from her head down to her elbow&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;And when she's in my arms it's paradise&lt;br /&gt;With old men she likes to neck&lt;br /&gt;She necks the wrecks and gets a check&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;And when she's in my arms it's paradise&lt;br /&gt;She was born in Hackensack&lt;br /&gt;She made a fortune on her career&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;br /&gt;And when she's in my arms it's paradise&lt;br /&gt;She drinks until she gets plastered&lt;br /&gt;She gets drunker than my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got freckles on her but she is nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6112691794344241688?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6112691794344241688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4510-larry-vincent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6112691794344241688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6112691794344241688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4510-larry-vincent.html' title='4/5/10 - Larry Vincent'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-450938229606906561</id><published>2010-04-04T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T07:31:51.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/4/10 - Groucho Marx</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the continuous exploration of trying to find the foundation of dementia music, today I present Groucho Marx with his signature song, Lydia the Tattooed Lady.  A friend of mine had a daughter whom they named Lydia, so when she was born, I couldn't help but call her, Lydia the Tattooed Baby.  Her mom wasn't too amused, although they did say that was her bedtime song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a special bonus, I am also going to put Paul &amp; Storm's "The Easter Song."  Go have some chocolate covered popes and some chocolate covered apostles too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's Lydia The Tattooed Lady:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4zRe_wvJw8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4zRe_wvJw8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life was wrapped around the circus.&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;I met her at the world's fair in 1900,&lt;br /&gt;marked down from 1940.&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of YouTube, watch Groucho Marx singing 'Lydia the Tattooed Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;She was the most glorious creature&lt;br /&gt;Under the su-un.&lt;br /&gt;Guiess. DuBarry. Garbo.&lt;br /&gt;Rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooh&lt;br /&gt;Lydia oh Lydia, say have you met Lydia,&lt;br /&gt;Lydia, the Tattooed Lady.&lt;br /&gt;She has eyes that folks adore so,&lt;br /&gt;And a torso even more so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia oh Lydia, that encyclopidia,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lydia the Queen of Tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;On her back is the Battle of Waterloo.&lt;br /&gt;Beside it the wreck of the Hesperus, too.&lt;br /&gt;And proudly above waves the Red, White, and Blue,&lt;br /&gt;You can learn a lot from Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her robe is unfurled, she will show you the world,&lt;br /&gt;If you step up and tell her where.&lt;br /&gt;For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paris,&lt;br /&gt;Or Washington crossing the Delaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lydia oh Lydia, say have you met Lydia,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lydia the Tattooed Lady&lt;br /&gt;When her muscles start relaxin',&lt;br /&gt;Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia oh Lydia, that encyclopidia,&lt;br /&gt;oh Lydia the queen of them all!&lt;br /&gt;For two bits she will do a mazurka in jazz,&lt;br /&gt;With a view of Niagara that nobody has.&lt;br /&gt;And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz.&lt;br /&gt;You can learn a lot from Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come along and see Buff'lo Bill with his lasso.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Godiva but with her pajamas on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grover Whalen unveilin' the Trilon.&lt;br /&gt;Over on the West Coast we have Treaure Island.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Najinsky a-doin' the rhumba.&lt;br /&gt;Here's her social security numba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{whistles}La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lydia, oh Lydia that encyclopidia,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lydia the champ of them all.&lt;br /&gt;She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet.&lt;br /&gt;The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat.&lt;br /&gt;And now the old boy's in command of the fleet,&lt;br /&gt;For he went and married Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said Lydia&lt;br /&gt;{He said Lydia}&lt;br /&gt;They said Lydia&lt;br /&gt;{We said Lydia}&lt;br /&gt;La La!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Easter Song by Paul and Storm&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www.paulandstorm.com/news2us/09-The%20Easter%20Song.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-450938229606906561?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/450938229606906561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4410-groucho-marx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/450938229606906561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/450938229606906561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4410-groucho-marx.html' title='4/4/10 - Groucho Marx'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8837645535497261595</id><published>2010-04-03T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T07:57:28.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/3/2010 - Spike Jones</title><content type='html'>Continuing on in my quest for dementia history, I today present to you Spike Jones.  Spike Jones was a popular big band leader of the 40's and early 50's who played comedy songs.  He was hired by Warner Brothers a couple of times to do music for Bugs Bunny cartoons, including the song, "Hiel, In the Fuhrer's Face."&lt;br /&gt;In the mid 40's, he tried to make two different sides to his style.  His orchestra, "The City Slickers" was his comedy orchestra, while "The Other Orchestra" was his serious stuff. When going out to clubs and playing on tour, though, the demand was for the City Slickers to play and The Other Orchestra was not successful at all.&lt;br /&gt;So, my kids got a bunny last week.  Just one.  Only one.  Unlike Spike Jones' child persona who bought 2.  And got more than his money bargained for.  This song is called, "Ya Wanna Buy a Bunny?"  I like his child voice a lot.  He does it very well, in other songs such as "All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth."  Max DeGroot was right -- Spike Jones is still funny after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Spike Jones with "Ya Wanna Buy a Bunny?"  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2ydpi2D6Tk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2ydpi2D6Tk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recitative: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'rithmatic is gettin' bad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a little bunny,&lt;br /&gt;Then I bought another bunny.&lt;br /&gt;Don't one and one make two? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I'm lookin' at the funnies&lt;br /&gt;I get as mad as mad as I can be&lt;br /&gt;'Cause now there are so many bunnies --&lt;br /&gt;Oh me, Oh my, YA WANNA BUY A BUNNY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm eating bread and honey&lt;br /&gt;Those silly little bunnies pester me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all the bunnies beg for honey --&lt;br /&gt;Oh gee, Oh gosh, YA WANNA BUY A BUNNY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're playing hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;At my heels they sneak, sneak, sneak,&lt;br /&gt;When I hide they peek, peek, peek,&lt;br /&gt;I get so mad I could shriek: EEEEK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a fuzzy bunny&lt;br /&gt;That's got a wigg'ly nose and cotton tail&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would buy a bunny&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got lots of bunnies for sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recitative: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An' when I get up early in the morning to go out to the chicken house &lt;br /&gt;to feed my little tiny baby chickens, all those crazy little bunnies &lt;br /&gt;just follow around after me, just hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hoppin' like the dickens. &lt;br /&gt;Here, chicky, chicky, chicky, chicky! Get away from me, bunny. Ya bother me. &lt;br /&gt;Get outa here, ya crazy little bunnies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I sneak my little tiny puppy dog, Rover, upstairs with me to bed, &lt;br /&gt;the bed is full of them silly little bunnies, from the foot up to the head. &lt;br /&gt;Get out of my bed, you bad little bunnies! Go on, now, bunnies! Get outa here! &lt;br /&gt;Go on, now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies, bunnies, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;There's bunnies on the table and there's bunnies on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;Bunnies on the sofa and there's bunnies on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;And there's some new ones coming through the door: more?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come on and buy a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;I'd even like to sell you two or three.&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't have any money,&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's just... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....too darn many bunnies for me! There's bunnies all over the place. &lt;br /&gt;Bunnies under my feet, bunnies on my bed. Every place that I go, &lt;br /&gt;those silly little bunnies.... (fade out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8837645535497261595?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8837645535497261595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/432010-spike-jones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8837645535497261595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8837645535497261595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/432010-spike-jones.html' title='4/3/2010 - Spike Jones'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-717820384792897310</id><published>2010-04-02T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T07:54:55.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/2/10 - Felix Figueroa</title><content type='html'>After yesterday's opening, I thought it would be good to make April my, "Learn more songs from the past which influenced dementia music" month.  So to start this off, after "Dancin' Fool", is the first #1 song of Dr. Demento's Nifty 50 (later to become the Funny 25.)  It is "Pico and Sepulveda" by Felix Figueroa.&lt;br /&gt;Doing a little research on this song.  "Felix Figueroa" was a pseudonym for Freddy Martin and his orchestra, who didn't want to record it under his real name.  It became a favorite on Dr. Demento's show to the point it started to dominate the charts each month.  To open the way for other songs and artists, Dr. Demento agreed to play "Pico and Sepuveda" once a month on the first Sunday of the month and that all request for the song would be disregarded because of the song's special prominence now.&lt;br /&gt;This video is from the movie, "Forbidden Zone", a strange 1982 movies about... it's a movie by Randy Elfman.  So here's "Pico and Sepulveda" by Felix Figueroa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/znHA1rYxmN4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/znHA1rYxmN4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pico And Sepulveda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doheny....&lt;br /&gt;Cahuenga....&lt;br /&gt;La Brea....&lt;br /&gt;Tar Pits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Jolla....&lt;br /&gt;Sequoia....&lt;br /&gt;La Brea....&lt;br /&gt;Tar Pits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can keep Alvarado,&lt;br /&gt;Santa Monica,&lt;br /&gt;even Beverly Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vine may be fine,&lt;br /&gt;but for mine I want to feel&lt;br /&gt;alive and settle down in my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Brea....&lt;br /&gt;Tar Pits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where nobody's dreams come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-717820384792897310?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/717820384792897310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4210-felix-figueroa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/717820384792897310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/717820384792897310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/4210-felix-figueroa.html' title='4/2/10 - Felix Figueroa'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-870619404655140353</id><published>2010-04-01T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:39:54.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/1/2010 - Frank Zappa</title><content type='html'>Part of the reason I started doing the "Song of the Day" thing was to educate myself about some of the history of Dementia music as I really haven't been on the scene except for the last year or so.  Sure, I listened to Weird Al Yankovic since the early '80s.  I knew of some comedy songs here and there but really didn't know modern dementia music at all, as well as some of Yankovic's early influences.  Well, I'm glad I'm finding out about it now.&lt;br /&gt;I do remember hearing this song as a child.  I should check to see if it was on Mickey Mouse Disco or something.  In honor of April Fools day, here is Frank Zappa singing, "Dancin' Fool" live on Saturday Night Live.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dI0SIg4njx0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dI0SIg4njx0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know much about dancin'&lt;br /&gt;That's why I got this song&lt;br /&gt;One of my legs is shorter than the other&lt;br /&gt;'N' both my feet's too long&lt;br /&gt;'Course now right along with 'em&lt;br /&gt;I got no natural rhythm&lt;br /&gt;But I go dancin' every night&lt;br /&gt;Hopin' one day I might get it right&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dancin' fool, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool&lt;br /&gt;I hear that beat; I jump outta my seat,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't compete, 'cause I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disco folks all dressed up&lt;br /&gt;Like they's fit to kill&lt;br /&gt;I walk on in 'n' see 'em there&lt;br /&gt;Gonna give them all a thrill&lt;br /&gt;When they see me comin'&lt;br /&gt;They all steps aside&lt;br /&gt;They has a fit while I commit&lt;br /&gt;My social suicide, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on 'n' I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I may be totally wrong, but I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool&lt;br /&gt;Yowsa, yowsa, yowsa&lt;br /&gt;I got it all together now&lt;br /&gt;With my very own disco clothes, hey!&lt;br /&gt;My shirt's half open, t'show you my chains&lt;br /&gt;'N' the spoon for up my nose&lt;br /&gt;I am really somethin'&lt;br /&gt;That's what you'd prob'ly say&lt;br /&gt;So smoke your little smoke&lt;br /&gt;Drink your little drink&lt;br /&gt;While I dance the night away, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool, I'm a&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' fool, (etc., etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be totally wrong, but I'm a&lt;br /&gt;I may be totally wrong, but I'm a&lt;br /&gt;I may be totally wrong, but I'm a&lt;br /&gt;FOOL-uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey darlin'...can I buy ya a drink?&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' for Mister Goodbar? Here he is...&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute...I've got it...You're an Italian!&lt;br /&gt;Hah?&lt;br /&gt;Yer Jewish?&lt;br /&gt;Love your nails...you must be a Libra...&lt;br /&gt;Your place or mine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-870619404655140353?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/870619404655140353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/412010-frank-zappa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/870619404655140353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/870619404655140353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/04/412010-frank-zappa.html' title='4/1/2010 - Frank Zappa'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6061243771874925184</id><published>2010-03-31T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:20:08.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/31/10 - Owl City</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday my kids went to the dentist.  I hear it wasn't a great visit but it wasn't a "we're pulling all your teeth out" visit either.  Normal visit.  Wow.  I've never really known my kids to be normal.  Strange.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, a friend of mine from work let me listen to a CD he had that one of his friend gave him of Owl City.  He said they sing strange songs that I would probably like.  Well, the music is all electronic so it's ok.  I haven't been able to catch many of the 'funny' lyrics except for one song -- which deals with dental care.  Strange coincidence.  I do like the line, "I've been to the dentist a thousand times so I know the drill."  Double meanings are funny :)&lt;br /&gt;So, here's Owl City with "Dental Care".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LjoeRCM7uc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LjoeRCM7uc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;And look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;As I'm beaming from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather pick flowers&lt;br /&gt;Instead of fight&lt;br /&gt;And rather than flaunt my style&lt;br /&gt;I'd flash you a smile&lt;br /&gt;Of clean pearly whites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times, so I know the drill&lt;br /&gt;I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I still get the chills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a seat&lt;br /&gt;He says pleasantly&lt;br /&gt;As he shakes my hand&lt;br /&gt;And practically laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up nice and wide&lt;br /&gt;He says, peering in&lt;br /&gt;And with a smirk he says,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't have a fit, this'll just pinch a bit"&lt;br /&gt;As he tries not to grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hygienists leave on long vacations&lt;br /&gt;That's when dentists scream and lose their patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking only brings the toothaches on&lt;br /&gt;Because I say the stupidest things&lt;br /&gt;So if my resolve goes south&lt;br /&gt;I'll swallow my pride with an aspirin&lt;br /&gt;And shut my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golf and alcohol don't mix&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I don't drink and drive&lt;br /&gt;Because, good grief, I'd knock out my teeth&lt;br /&gt;And hafta kiss my smile goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times, so I know the drill&lt;br /&gt;I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I still get the chills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6061243771874925184?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6061243771874925184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/33110-owl-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6061243771874925184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6061243771874925184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/33110-owl-city.html' title='3/31/10 - Owl City'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1497712582208393917</id><published>2010-03-30T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:14:07.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/30/10 - Cal Stewart</title><content type='html'>I hope you like to be tickled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal Stewart (1856-1919) was a pioneer in the recorded music business.  He was hired by Thomas Edison to record new records.  He had a recording persona known as "Uncle Josh Weathersby" and would start off his songs and speeches with a recognizable laugh.  I guess the guy liked to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard remakes of this song, usually changing the words to what he is tickled by but this is the original.  It is called "Ticklish Reuben" and this is a recording from 1913.  Prepare to have your funny bone tickled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cm7ZwgOjz6w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cm7ZwgOjz6w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1497712582208393917?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1497712582208393917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/33010-cal-stewart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1497712582208393917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1497712582208393917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/33010-cal-stewart.html' title='3/30/10 - Cal Stewart'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8138078372965801079</id><published>2010-03-29T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T06:56:26.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/29/2010 - Rockenheier</title><content type='html'>'Tis a strange place to find a parody.  Rockenheimer is Stephane Poirier from Yonkers, New York.  He does play a pretty mean guitar listening to a few of his songs -- although I do think he may be misclassified on Soundclick.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this song is a parody of "LarryBoy" by Veggietales.  I've got a confession to make.  I am a Veggiefreak.  I started watching them back in 1996 at the ripe, young age of 22.  I did a speech about Veggietales in my speech class in 1998 that was the highlight of the entire year for me.  I know most of the early songs and can do a pretty good Larry the Cucumber impression.  I've even taken a group of kids from church to see Veggietales Live and it was more for me than them.  So I know Veggietales, just a little bit.  Rockenheimer takes the hairband stylings of this song and makes them about his no hip-hop, rocking guitar ways.  This is Rockenheimer with "Stephie Boy"!  Rock over Chicago! Rock over London!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/rockenheimer'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8938159&amp;scid=8938159&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8138078372965801079?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8138078372965801079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3292010-rockenheier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8138078372965801079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8138078372965801079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3292010-rockenheier.html' title='3/29/2010 - Rockenheier'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6175922030606842649</id><published>2010-03-28T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T08:33:02.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/28/10 - The Frantics</title><content type='html'>Another one of my favorites.  This is Tae Kwon Leap.  Again, not a song but fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was recorded live in 2008 at a Black Belt Convention.  Must have been called, Tae Con Leap! Enjoy.  I do like what they did for the slo-mo addition :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9g1Z3V0QBpg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9g1Z3V0QBpg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6175922030606842649?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6175922030606842649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32810-frantics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6175922030606842649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6175922030606842649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32810-frantics.html' title='3/28/10 - The Frantics'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4251359331382536330</id><published>2010-03-27T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:47:24.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/27/10 - The Vestibules</title><content type='html'>I mentioned a couple of other people's favorite dementia songs of all time.  I guess this could be considered one of mine.  I have always been a fan of quick lyrics, quick wit and funny puns in the middle of songs because, well, I can't do it too well.  My lazy tongue is my curse :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, looking at it, this 'song' doesn't really have quick wit, fast lyrics but is full of fun.  It is The Vestibules (formerly known as Radio Free Vestibule) and their skit, "Bulbous Bouffant".  I was looking around for a version of this song to share and found this one done by a family at their annual lip sync contest.  They do a great job lip syncing the skit.  I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2psxfi90a8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2psxfi90a8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Hi&lt;br /&gt;2 Hello&lt;br /&gt;1 Are you waiting for the bus?&lt;br /&gt;2 Uh, yes I am, actually.&lt;br /&gt;1 Hm...I notice you are not wearing any... goloshes.&lt;br /&gt;2 Um, no I'm not.. It's, uh, sunny out. Uh, no need for golashes.&lt;br /&gt;1 I'm wearing... goloshes.&lt;br /&gt;2 Hm...&lt;br /&gt;1 Goloshes.&lt;br /&gt;2 uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;1 Did you read the paper today?&lt;br /&gt;2 Uh, no I didn't have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;1 Did you read the thing about the Eskimos?&lt;br /&gt;2 No.&lt;br /&gt;1 Well, the article was saying that the Eskimos will eat the fat from the whale.&lt;br /&gt;2 Oh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;1 Do you know what that's called?&lt;br /&gt;2 Uh, no, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;1 Blubber.&lt;br /&gt;2 Ah, right.&lt;br /&gt;1 Blubber!&lt;br /&gt;2 Yeah... Blubber.&lt;br /&gt;1 That's what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;2 mm-hmm.&lt;br /&gt;1 Blubber.&lt;br /&gt;2 Right.&lt;br /&gt;1 The Eskimos eat the blubber.&lt;br /&gt;2 uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;1 And the Blubber will come from different kinds of whales, you know.&lt;br /&gt;2 Oh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;1 Sometimes it will come from a... Baluga whale!&lt;br /&gt;2 uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;1 Baloooga!&lt;br /&gt;2 Right.&lt;br /&gt;1 heh heh... They don't wear... goloshes.&lt;br /&gt;2 Who? The whales?&lt;br /&gt;1 No! The Eskimos.&lt;br /&gt;2 Oh, no, that's right, they don't.&lt;br /&gt;1 They wear Mocklocks!&lt;br /&gt;2 Ah hah!&lt;br /&gt;1 Mocklocks!&lt;br /&gt;2 That's right... Mocklocks...&lt;br /&gt;1 Mooockloooocks.&lt;br /&gt;2 Yeah, mocklocks.&lt;br /&gt;1 Say it again.&lt;br /&gt;2 Mocklock&lt;br /&gt;1 Say it louder.&lt;br /&gt;2 MOCKLOCKS!&lt;br /&gt;1 Good, eh?&lt;br /&gt;2 Yeah, it is a good one. I didn't wanna say it, but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;1 Say say say Goloshes.&lt;br /&gt;2 Goloshes.&lt;br /&gt;1 It's good, eh?&lt;br /&gt;2 Yeah, it's good.&lt;br /&gt;1 Goloshes!&lt;br /&gt;2 GOLOSHES!&lt;br /&gt;1 Balooga!&lt;br /&gt;2 Balooga!&lt;br /&gt;1 Blubberblubberblubber/2 Blubber/1 Mocklock/2 blubber...&lt;br /&gt;3 Uh... Excuse me? Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt whatever it was you were doing there.&lt;br /&gt;2 Uh. It's ok.&lt;br /&gt;3 ok. I just wanted to know if this is where the bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;2 Yeah! Yeah. It should be here any minute, actually.&lt;br /&gt;3 Oh, I see. Sorry to disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;2 It's ok. We were just, uh, ...&lt;br /&gt;1 Sir?&lt;br /&gt;3 Yes?&lt;br /&gt;1 Psssst!&lt;br /&gt;3 Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;1 Look over there.&lt;br /&gt;3 Across the street?&lt;br /&gt;1 Yeah! Yeah. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3 mm-hmm?&lt;br /&gt;1 See that lady?&lt;br /&gt;3 Yes?&lt;br /&gt;1 What kind of hairstyle does she have?&lt;br /&gt;3 Uh... that looks like a Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;1 Yes! A Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;3 Yes. A Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;2 Uh. Actually, I couldn't help, uh, noticing that myself. It's sort of what you might call a... Bulbous Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;3 Yes. A bulbous Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;1 Bulbous Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;3 Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;1 Blubber!&lt;br /&gt;2 Golashes!&lt;br /&gt;1 Mocklocks.&lt;br /&gt;Bulbous Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;1 Mocklockmocklock&lt;br /&gt;3 hmm. Macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;2 OH!!!&lt;br /&gt;3 Macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;1 Gazeeboh!&lt;br /&gt;2 Bulbous Bouffant!&lt;br /&gt;3 Macadamia&lt;br /&gt;1 Gazeeboooh!&lt;br /&gt;2 Bulbous Bouffant.&lt;br /&gt;3 Macadamia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... good luck with this part... heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ah! Here comes the bus...&lt;br /&gt;3 Oh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;1 Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4251359331382536330?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4251359331382536330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32710-vestibules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4251359331382536330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4251359331382536330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32710-vestibules.html' title='3/27/10 - The Vestibules'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-194236856808681787</id><published>2010-03-26T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T07:29:15.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/26/2010 - BiG Bad Earth</title><content type='html'>I do like Twitter because I usually get more worthless news there quicker than when I search around the internet for news sites.  Especially when I look at the trending topics.  I had no idea tomorrow is Earth Hour 2010 -- they want me to walk around in the dark at 8:30 pm tomorrow.  Well, that may not be too hard since I will have the light from my computer on if I do it, but I may have to run to a sporting event or something where they have tons of lights on because playing baseball in the dark when the ball is traveling at you at 90 miles per hour is always a bad idea.  It may save the earth by decreasing the surplus population (in the words of Scrooge.)&lt;br /&gt;I say this because it is ironic that the song I found today is by a guy who calls himself, "BiG Bad Earth".  BiG Bad Earth consists of 45 year old Steven Evanoff from Glen Ellyn, Illinois.  Baseball is starting this weekend, I believe.  By Monday, the Chicago Cubs will officially be eliminated from the Playoffs.  This is what this song is about, "Diary of a Mad Cubs Fan."  I hope you enjoy it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/bigbadearth'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=7987864&amp;scid=7987864&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-194236856808681787?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/194236856808681787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3262010-big-bad-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/194236856808681787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/194236856808681787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3262010-big-bad-earth.html' title='3/26/2010 - BiG Bad Earth'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1568370630728524786</id><published>2010-03-25T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:24:05.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/25/10 - Peter Cook and Dudley Moore</title><content type='html'>Another favorite today.  Chris Mezzolesta, of Power Salad and Cirque du So What fame, said that one of his favorite songs is this one.  It is "The L S Bumble Bee" by Peter Cook and Dudley Moore.  In the 60's, Peter Cook and Dudley Moore had a show called, "Not Only... But Also" which was hugely successful in Brittan.  The series lasted 3 seasons.  After it ended, they tried again with another show called, "Goodbye Again" which did not do as well because Peter Cook struggled with alcoholism and spoke garbled many times, causing Dudley Moore to have to ad-lib.  I'm sure it was still funny, but it just didn't work past 4 shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, here's Peter Cook and Dudley Moore with, "The L S Bumble Bee":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VMzcgUfkyXU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VMzcgUfkyXU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1568370630728524786?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1568370630728524786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32510-peter-cook-and-dudley-moore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1568370630728524786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1568370630728524786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32510-peter-cook-and-dudley-moore.html' title='3/25/10 - Peter Cook and Dudley Moore'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1312900815710673237</id><published>2010-03-24T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:40:59.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/24/10 - Tom Lehrer</title><content type='html'>I asked the other day what people's favorite dementia song was.  This was Bad Kitty's favorite that is featured today.&lt;br /&gt;One of the fathers of the modern dementia movement is Tom Lehrer.  Someone I was talking to recently mentioned that most people were listening to Tom Lehrer before they realized who Tom Lehrer was because of his work on the Electric Company.  My first song I heard of Lehrer, besides "L-Y" and "Silent E", was "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park."  Macabre to the point of lunacy marks many of his songs, including Bad Kitty's favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Here is her favorite, "I Holy Your Hand in Mine".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kjPhFSlhOuQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kjPhFSlhOuQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold your hand in mine, dear,&lt;br /&gt;I press it to my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I take a healthy bite&lt;br /&gt;From your dainty fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My joy would be complete, dear,&lt;br /&gt;If you were only here,&lt;br /&gt;But still I keep your hand&lt;br /&gt;As a precious souvenir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night you died I cut it off.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;For now each time I kiss it&lt;br /&gt;I get bloodstains on my tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry now I killed you,&lt;br /&gt;For our love was something fine,&lt;br /&gt;And till they come to get me&lt;br /&gt;I shall hold your hand in mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1312900815710673237?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1312900815710673237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32410-tom-lehrer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1312900815710673237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1312900815710673237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32410-tom-lehrer.html' title='3/24/10 - Tom Lehrer'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8383830268511707033</id><published>2010-03-23T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:42:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/23/10 - Dustin Ah Kuoi</title><content type='html'>Since I am so late with this, I thought I should find a song about being late.  So this is Dustin Ah Kuoi with, "It's Too Late For Biggie Fries", a parody of "It's Too Late to Apologize."  Short, sweet.  Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmubNvPN_kE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmubNvPN_kE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8383830268511707033?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8383830268511707033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32310-dustin-ah-kuoi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8383830268511707033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8383830268511707033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32310-dustin-ah-kuoi.html' title='3/23/10 - Dustin Ah Kuoi'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7938301530017515176</id><published>2010-03-22T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T07:45:49.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/22/10 - Medemia</title><content type='html'>Today is International Talk Like... William Shatner... Day!  Today... March 22... 2010... is the second annual... ITLWSD! Started in 2009 by... separately by Doug VanHorn... of Ohio and ... comedian... Maurice LaMarche.  There was... a dispute... between the two of them who... came up with the idea... first... but realized that ... great minds do think... alike and decided to ... work together to create... a facebook fan page and... deem William Shatner's... birthday "International... Talk Like... William Shatner Day."&lt;br /&gt;My period button is starting to malfunction.  Sorry about... that.  To celebrate "International Talk Like William Shatner Day" I submit my song about William Shatner being everywhere on TV and the movies, "Bill Shatner", A parody of "Shattered (Turn the Car Around)."  This was the first song I did my own music for -- through Cakewalk Music Studio's fret bar and a looped drum beat.  And it is still one of my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;So, here's "Bill Shatner" by me.  Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/medemia'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=7717336&amp;scid=7717336&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 79th birthday William Shatner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home, had a long day &lt;br /&gt;Need a time to veg &lt;br /&gt;Another time, another show &lt;br /&gt;Another channel now &lt;br /&gt;And you're always on my screen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Practice, on tonight &lt;br /&gt;Rescue 9-1-1 &lt;br /&gt;Star Trek on in High-Def? &lt;br /&gt;There's no more I need &lt;br /&gt;But you're always on my screen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shows suck without ya &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, no good without you &lt;br /&gt;James Tiberius Kirk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many shows must I watch with Bill Shatner? &lt;br /&gt;From his first time to Priceline, he's much fatter &lt;br /&gt;I always turn the t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;From Wrath of Khan and beyond he's the actor &lt;br /&gt;That should retire but he won't -- he's Bill Shatner &lt;br /&gt;I always turn my t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea that your films &lt;br /&gt;Would last all night long &lt;br /&gt;Rent them all, seen them all &lt;br /&gt;Even Incubus &lt;br /&gt;And Osmosis Jones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But flicks stink without ya &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, no good without you &lt;br /&gt;Den -- ny -- Crane &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many shows must I watch with Bill Shatner? &lt;br /&gt;On the Match Game, star of fame, critics scatter &lt;br /&gt;I always turn the t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;Final Frontier I do fear he's the actor &lt;br /&gt;That shouldn't write or direct -- he's Bill Shatner &lt;br /&gt;I always turn my t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many shows must I watch with Bill Shatner? &lt;br /&gt;Like a possum, a blossomed, over actor &lt;br /&gt;I always turn the t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;The cameos, legend grows, Muppets Tonight &lt;br /&gt;From Space Cadets, Iron Chef, it's my delight &lt;br /&gt;I always turn the t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many shows can I watch with Bill Shatner? &lt;br /&gt;Never enough, he's so tough, fav'rite actor &lt;br /&gt;I always turn my t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;TV Game Shows, he did host, Show the money &lt;br /&gt;With dancing girls, killer cards, not too funny &lt;br /&gt;I always turn the t.v. on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many shows must I watch with Bill Shatner? &lt;br /&gt;Like a possum, a blossomed, over actor &lt;br /&gt;I always turn the t.v. on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7938301530017515176?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7938301530017515176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32210-medemia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7938301530017515176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7938301530017515176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32210-medemia.html' title='3/22/10 - Medemia'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4505374074683647351</id><published>2010-03-21T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:18:47.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/21/10 - Nodak89</title><content type='html'>The tournament continues.  I don't remember this many big upsets in the NCAA tournament in a long, long, long time.  Maybe ever.  My bracket is completely busted, with two of my final four teams out and the other two playing today, so I could be completely out by the end of the day :)&lt;br /&gt;One of the huge upsets, the biggest according to the numbers, of round one was #3 Georgetown losing to #14 Ohio.  Georgetown just got outplayed in every way.  What was worse was that their former coach, John Thompson, was a courtside as a color commentator. That must have been hard to not go ballistic on the air.  Georgetown's starting guard is Austin Freeman, a junior who is really starting to come into his own.  He had a mediocre game against Ohio, but should be a good leader next year for the Hoyas.  Well, nodak89 wrote this song about Austin Freeman. It is a parody of Tom Petty and the Heartbreaks, "Free Falling" called, "I am Free".  Sorry for your heartache this weekend nodak89, but I hope being chosen as song of the day helps you heal quickly.  Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's nodak89 with "I Am Free":&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/nodak89'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8662468&amp;scid=8662468&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4505374074683647351?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4505374074683647351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32110-nodak89.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4505374074683647351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4505374074683647351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32110-nodak89.html' title='3/21/10 - Nodak89'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4050942546982328419</id><published>2010-03-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:14:55.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/20/10 - Paul and Storm</title><content type='html'>Back to the NCAA tournament.  A little bit of history.  In 2006, a small college in DC took the basketball loving world on a Cinderella story.  It beat perennial powerhouse Michigan State in the first round, then another powerhouse, North Carolina, in the second.  In the third 11th seed George Mason beat Wichita State, another Cinderella, and finally had to face off against #1 seed Connecticut, the favorite of the tournament to win the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I will let Paul and Storm explain what happened in that game.  Here's Paul and Storm with their song, "George Mason":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www.paulandstorm.com/news2us/26-George%20Mason%20%5Bstudio%20verson%5D.mp3 " pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the song is actually bleeped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep with the Cinderella thing, let me say, GO OHIO!  I usually hate you but I love underdogs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In old Philadelphia, the Founding Fathers met&lt;br /&gt;Because our country didn’t have a Constitution yet&lt;br /&gt;Many of the framers would go on to greater fame&lt;br /&gt;One was a Virginian; Mason was his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Seventeen and Ninety-One, George Mason led the fight&lt;br /&gt;That led to the adoption of our nation’s Bill of Rights&lt;br /&gt;They named a college after himin 1972&lt;br /&gt;And they beat UConn on Sunday and ****ed me in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** George Mason&lt;br /&gt;**** George Mason&lt;br /&gt;**** him and the horse that drove him in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fought for the assertion of the common rights of Man&lt;br /&gt;But the ****ers won the game, and now I’m almost out a grand&lt;br /&gt;He may have been a patriot, a hero from the past&lt;br /&gt;But if I ever see him, I’ll kick his ****ing ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** George Mason&lt;br /&gt;**** George Mason&lt;br /&gt;**** him and the horse that drove him in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4050942546982328419?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4050942546982328419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32010-paul-and-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4050942546982328419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4050942546982328419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/32010-paul-and-storm.html' title='3/20/10 - Paul and Storm'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6325784135871976478</id><published>2010-03-19T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T07:39:53.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/19/10 - Steve Bryant</title><content type='html'>This is a funny guy.  Well, baseball season is right around the corner and Los Angeles is about to go crazy for Mannywood again.  Well, last year, Manny took on a new persona as one of the the few, the shamed, the pregnant, the dope users with the likes of Mark McGuire and A-Rod.  I did a song about Manny being pregnant (one of my first) while Steve Bryant takes the drug use route.&lt;br /&gt;This song is called "Manny" and is a parody of Barry Manilow's "Mandy".  Seems pretty straight forward.  By this point, Manny should have a 3 month old keeping him up at night while he breastfeeds.  I wonder if he checks the baby in as carry on or under the plane luggage on road trips.&lt;br /&gt;Again, "Manny" by Steve Bryant.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/stevebryant'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=7582476&amp;scid=7582476&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every game,&lt;br /&gt;You’d forget just why you came.&lt;br /&gt;Falling as you run,&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling ‘round the bases.&lt;br /&gt;Not running out ground balls,&lt;br /&gt;And other disgraces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows you can play,&lt;br /&gt;You had problems everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with your team, a pain in the fanny&lt;br /&gt;Everyone said, it’s Manny being Manny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Manny,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what drugs you were takin’?&lt;br /&gt;Now they sent you away.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Manny&lt;br /&gt;All the money that you won’t be makin’&lt;br /&gt;A third of your pay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like you’ve run out of time.&lt;br /&gt;Your legacy has turned to slime&lt;br /&gt;All of your homers&lt;br /&gt;A drug fueled facade,&lt;br /&gt;Your fans are heartbroken,&lt;br /&gt;You’re just like A-Rod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Manny,&lt;br /&gt;Well, you took PEDs without sayin'&lt;br /&gt;Now they' sent you away, Oh Manny.&lt;br /&gt;2 months before you can start playin’,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve become a cliché. Oh Manny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like they got you.&lt;br /&gt;And they got you good.&lt;br /&gt;Were you taking those drugs,&lt;br /&gt;To restart your manhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Manny,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what drugs you were takin’?&lt;br /&gt;Now they sent you away.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Manny&lt;br /&gt;All the money that you won’t be makin’&lt;br /&gt;A third of your pay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Manny,&lt;br /&gt;Well, you took PEDs without sayin'&lt;br /&gt;Now they sent you away, Oh Manny.&lt;br /&gt;2 months before you can start playin’,&lt;br /&gt;You’re a cliché.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6325784135871976478?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6325784135871976478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31910-steve-bryant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6325784135871976478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6325784135871976478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31910-steve-bryant.html' title='3/19/10 - Steve Bryant'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3151304754696881314</id><published>2010-03-18T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:58:35.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/18/10 - MadTV</title><content type='html'>It is pretty hard to find a sports-related dementia song as most dementia artists really don't care about sports.  I guess I'm an anomaly.  I think today is the beginning of the greatest tournament every year.  Sure, I don't call off of work like a lot of guys do (Hooters will give you a doctor's note if you miss work today) but you can make sure that I will have it playing in the background at my desk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can bet that across 64 locker rooms today that scenes like this are happening.  There is a short song in this skit, but this is a skit that needs to be seen the first day of March Madness.  It is about the superstitions that sports athletes have in general and the silly things they do to keep them - like Wade Boggs eating a whole chicken before each game and guys who wear the same socks and underwear throughout a tournament/series.  This skit is labeled, "Basketball Song" but I would probably call it something like "Superstitious March Madness".  I hope you enjoy.  And if you need some kind of Scandinavian subtitles, they are there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cMEUqMLOCPk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cMEUqMLOCPk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3151304754696881314?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3151304754696881314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31810-madtv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3151304754696881314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3151304754696881314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31810-madtv.html' title='3/18/10 - MadTV'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-2536257102674057534</id><published>2010-03-17T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T07:47:18.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/17/10 - Brobdingnagian Bards</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I featured Marc Gunn. Today, it is his group, the Brobdingnagian Bards.  This group is made up of Andrew McKee and Marc Gunn playing such traditional Irish instruments as the mandolin, recorder, and of course, the autoharp.  Of course, from yesterday's song, those who complain about the non-traditional instruments end up joining in on the fun too.&lt;br /&gt;This song is a traditional Irish song about a boy born whose mother was Catholic and whose father was Protestant and the fun that happened after that.  It is called, "The Orange and the Green".  Hope you enjoy it and Happy St. Patrick's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/brobdingnagianbards'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=3044677&amp;scid=3044677&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and happy birthday to Marc Gunn too. No wonder he likes St. Patrick's day so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was an Ulster man, proud Protestant was he.&lt;br /&gt;My mother was a Catholic girl, from county Cork was she.&lt;br /&gt;They were married in two churches, lived happily enough,&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baptized by Father Riley, I was rushed away by car,&lt;br /&gt;To be made a little Orangeman, my father's shining star.&lt;br /&gt;I was christened "David Anthony," but still, inspite of that,&lt;br /&gt;To me father, I was William, while my mother called me Pat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I'd proudly stroll.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, the Orange lodge would try to save my soul.&lt;br /&gt;For both sides tried to claim me, but i was smart because&lt;br /&gt;I'd play the flute or play the harp, depending where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I'd sing those rebel songs, much to me mother's joy,&lt;br /&gt;Me father would jump up and say, "Look here would you me boy.&lt;br /&gt;That's quite enough of that lot", he'd then toss me a coin&lt;br /&gt;And he'd have me sing the Orange Flute or the Heros of The Boyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day me Ma's relations came round to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;Just as my father's kinfolk were all sitting down to tea.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight.&lt;br /&gt;And me, being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents never could agree about my type of school.&lt;br /&gt;My learning was all done at home, that's why I'm such a fool.&lt;br /&gt;They've both passed on, God rest 'em, but left me caught between&lt;br /&gt;That awful color problem of the Orange and the Green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-2536257102674057534?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/2536257102674057534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31710-brobdingnagian-bards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2536257102674057534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2536257102674057534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31710-brobdingnagian-bards.html' title='3/17/10 - Brobdingnagian Bards'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-236800487365037966</id><published>2010-03-16T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:15:07.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/16/10 - Marc Gunn</title><content type='html'>Since tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day, I'll go ahead and start early with the Marc Gunn.  Marc Gunn is the cat-loving, autoharp playing, Irish kilt wearing comedy musician from the FuMP and the Brobdingnagian Bards.  He actually has a really good "About me" on his Soundclick page (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=2000910025614345190"&gt;Marc Gunn's Soundclick Page&lt;/a&gt;).  It is much more extensive than his FuMP profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this song was never featured on the FuMP, so that is a good thing.  Hopefully it is new to you.  This song is about people who complain at Marc Gunn for not being Celtic enough and playing the Autoharp instead of some traditional Irish instrument. Interesting rebuttal.  It's called, "Leprechaun".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/marcgunn'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=741534&amp;scid=741534&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a Leprechaun in me head, and I wish that I were dead&lt;br /&gt;For I don't think he'll e'er let me be.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he tempts me with his gold, and if I were e'er so bold,&lt;br /&gt;I'd strangle him and leave him in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he says to me, "Ah, you're no Irish Laddie!&lt;br /&gt;And ye call that thing a harp?"&lt;br /&gt;But each time I share the lore that I am learning.&lt;br /&gt;He hides in shame while my friends they chant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ta tee, da diddley dee, la ta tee ta tee da&lt;br /&gt;La ta tee, da diddley diddley dai&lt;br /&gt;La ta tee, da diddley dee, la ta tee ta tee da&lt;br /&gt;La ta tee, da diddley diddley dai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a leprechaun in my room. He swats me with a broom.&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I forget the words of this song.&lt;br /&gt;Well, he shows me a four-leaf clover, and before me song is over,&lt;br /&gt;It's buried in a bowl of Lucky Charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ther'es a leprechaun on the floor, and he says that I'm a bore.&lt;br /&gt;He yawns aloud as I sing my song.&lt;br /&gt;He feigns one last breathe stolen, but I see his eyes are open.&lt;br /&gt;And he's watching me with envy deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a leprechaun on a hill, and his gold is buried there.&lt;br /&gt;So I grab him by the neck 'fore he gets away.&lt;br /&gt;The pot's too heavy, he giggles, so I pinch me just a little,&lt;br /&gt;And he thinks he's fooled me as I run away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-236800487365037966?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/236800487365037966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31610-marc-gunn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/236800487365037966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/236800487365037966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31610-marc-gunn.html' title='3/16/10 - Marc Gunn'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3787295295812512120</id><published>2010-03-15T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:13:44.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/15/10 - Carrie Dahlby</title><content type='html'>Beware the ides of March!  Today was really hard waking up, with yesterday being time change day.  Last night, though, I realized around 11pm that my kids had no problem going to sleep at their normal time, which meant that they would be up an hour early!  AHHHH!!! They did get up about 7:00 am, which is about the right time.  No problems for them but I am walking around saying "Brains" and limping since I'm still sore from umpiring on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy my zombie tendencies, today's song is by Carrie Dahlby, "Sleep Walking Zombies."  This is a double-whammy song since today I have to go in to perform the take-home sleep apnea test.  Exciting.  Well, if I feel less like a sleep walking zombie in the morning soon, I can breath like Darth Vader at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's Carrie Dahlby with "Sleep Walking Zombies".  Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="400" height="100" id="player" align="middle"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_player.swf?fumpID=123" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_player.swf?fumpID=123" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="100" name="player" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! I wanna stay up all night like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me another story! I don't wanna sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN AND CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then! Everybody wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I'm goin' back to bed. Who's with me on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody, please, give us more time to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;You're all sleep walking zombies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE (verse 1):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no sleepwalk I won't try&lt;br /&gt;No lack of sleep too high&lt;br /&gt;No zombie that I can't out zombify&lt;br /&gt;What do I gotta do to get through to you&lt;br /&gt;To show you there ain't nothin' I can't zombie sleepwalk through?&lt;br /&gt;(yawn)&lt;br /&gt;Every lost hour of sweet sleep&lt;br /&gt;Is called "sleep debt" and it can make a zombie out of me&lt;br /&gt;And out of you, feelin' like you be on&lt;br /&gt;Auto-pilot every dang day, but it can't kill you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of fuel, I feel like lyin' my butt down.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep debt's about as fun as a chastity vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell Oprah to get out of the bookshop&lt;br /&gt;Because I need advice on how to stop feeling coin-opped&lt;br /&gt;And fight sleep deprivation with gloves off.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Sleep Eaters need to get cast off!&lt;br /&gt;When will I sleep? When will the madness please stop?&lt;br /&gt;Erin, tell 'em sweetie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE (chorus):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no need to eat your brains but this aches and pains me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all sleep walking zombies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little help from Erin Jane, tell 'em little lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all sleep walking zombies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something that can sustain me or I'll insane be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all sleep walking zombies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing on earth that can save me, not even caffeine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all sleep walking zombies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE (verse 2):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like my teacher always told me:&lt;br /&gt;Wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa .... you stupid little brats&lt;br /&gt;If you sleep through my class I will credit you for nothin'!&lt;br /&gt;*snore*&lt;br /&gt;My bad, I snoozed, feel real dazed and woozed&lt;br /&gt;Like drivin' cruise and lose a thousand rapid eye movements per second&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather set the world's highest nap length record&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a Sleepy seven dwarf, stand sleepin'&lt;br /&gt;And have sleepy crud stuck to my face with a sleep aid in my nose&lt;br /&gt;I wake with a fire hose, sleepin' hours 3 or 4&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see why we're so beat? Let yer alarm clock go,&lt;br /&gt;improve your scenario.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo&lt;br /&gt;Catch a zombie by his toe. Call us the Coma Corps.&lt;br /&gt;Can't my job just pay me to SLEEP a little more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(REPEAT CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE (bridge):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep debt can make you cry, make you wanna die&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time, make yer eyes real dry and stupified&lt;br /&gt;See what we got is a nation overworked&lt;br /&gt;But it's not always work&lt;br /&gt;Cuz exhaustion's got workplace production reversed&lt;br /&gt;But when I do sleep, I don't count sheep&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping deep BEFORE my head hits the pillow&lt;br /&gt;C'mon! Hello! I'm WAY too tired to know the insomnia woe!&lt;br /&gt;Sleepwalk to work, come home, and back to work I go&lt;br /&gt;And walk around my life with a Zombiac glow.&lt;br /&gt;I could wander onstage and not even know!&lt;br /&gt;Like Britney Spears does whenever she performs!&lt;br /&gt;Feel dead inside of my head,&lt;br /&gt;wish I was a little girl inside of her bed&lt;br /&gt;After the story's read, with Care Bears bedspread&lt;br /&gt;Need some deep sleep under my sheets and I do not count the threads&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much the gist of it&lt;br /&gt;Kids'll resist but even kids love it.&lt;br /&gt;I lack dreamin', extreme in sleep debt, steamin' head, body screamin'.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have my own kids! Then I'll have time to get more sleep in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(REPEAT CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombies. Zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Carrie! ERIN: Wake up Carrie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3787295295812512120?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3787295295812512120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31510-carrie-dahlby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3787295295812512120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3787295295812512120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31510-carrie-dahlby.html' title='3/15/10 - Carrie Dahlby'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7035954870929141264</id><published>2010-03-14T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:20:53.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/14/10 - Pi Diddy</title><content type='html'>Happy Pi Day!  3.14... ok, that's as far as it goes today.  Although there is a group on Facebook that is set on celebrating Pi day on 3/14/15 at 9:26:53... that's as far as it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the never-ending number Pi comes this song about learning the number Pi.  It is a parody of Lose Yourself by Eminem called, "Lose Yourself (in the Digits).  Go have an irrational day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U2uVoDxZpaQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U2uVoDxZpaQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7035954870929141264?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7035954870929141264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31410-pi-diddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7035954870929141264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7035954870929141264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31410-pi-diddy.html' title='3/14/10 - Pi Diddy'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3468694778370171650</id><published>2010-03-13T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T07:18:55.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/13/10 - Max DeGroot</title><content type='html'>It's been a month.  Really it has.  Alright, it's almost a month since I featured Max DeGroot.  I tell you, I really like the stuff he does.  I wish I was as talented as this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max DeGroot, or more appropriately, Dipper has done a cover of a Throwing Toaster's song.  The song is "Bad Influence."  Is this song in the character of Max DeGroot.  Probably not, but it fits perfectly for Dipper.  So, here's "Bad Influence":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/maxdegroot'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8876760&amp;scid=8876760&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3468694778370171650?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3468694778370171650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31310-max-degroot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3468694778370171650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3468694778370171650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31310-max-degroot.html' title='3/13/10 - Max DeGroot'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-2286699662361615227</id><published>2010-03-12T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T07:04:44.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/12/10 - The Global Warming Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>More robots!  We must have more robots!  Too bad there are no ninjas, pirates and zombies in this one though. Or bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Global Warming Extravaganza is a two-person metal band from Tallahassee, Florida. Since I am still siphoning bandwidth from my neighbor (stupid AT&amp;T - fix it already!), I'll make this short.  This song is called, "Robot Shred Off" and is about the unlikely alliance formed through metal music of robot guitar players.  I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/TheGlobalWarmingExtravaganza'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=7293283&amp;scid=7293283&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initiate riff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lonely robot&lt;br /&gt;All I want is a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the best guitar playing robot in the galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Feeble outdated robot, I've been programmed to shred and have been sent here by my HU-MAN&lt;br /&gt;creator to replace you! I challenge you to a shred-off and the loser will be sold for SCRAPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept your challenge Bap ba da baaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you shredding with your two arms like a HU-MAN I will use FOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you should check your oil, you sound a little rusty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your CPU capabe of computing this advanced shredding Beep boop bap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My robot grandmother shreds faster than that aaahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HU-MAN Eddie Van Halen tapped like that long before the robot invasion of earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we join forces we can defeat the remaining HU-MANS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disengage Me-tal riff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-2286699662361615227?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/2286699662361615227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31210-global-warming-extravaganza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2286699662361615227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2286699662361615227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31210-global-warming-extravaganza.html' title='3/12/10 - The Global Warming Extravaganza'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-144841805164136740</id><published>2010-03-11T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:15:33.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/11/10 - Incompetencia</title><content type='html'>None of this is my fault.  I had nothing to do with this.  It was all the fault of the invisible ninjas who had taken over my brain and made me recommend this song by Incompetencia, then go out and kick the neighbor's dog while picking clean his orange tree.  Don't look at me.  Stupid invisible ninjas!  They're gonna get me in trouble for stealing my neighbor's internet while my connection is down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="400" height="100" id="player" align="middle"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_side_player.swf?fumpID=690" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_side_player.swf?fumpID=690" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="100" name="player" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step out the front door &lt;br /&gt;Ready to take on the day &lt;br /&gt;Fall on the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Brush off the dust and get ready for work &lt;br /&gt;Drive and get in an accident &lt;br /&gt;It’s a brand-new day &lt;br /&gt;With a set of brand-new things &lt;br /&gt;You will forget to do &lt;br /&gt;Find yourself stuck in the same routine &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the same routine, &lt;br /&gt;stuck in the same routine &lt;br /&gt;It’s so confusing as you look around &lt;br /&gt;At all the possibilities this day had &lt;br /&gt;And you had to choose the one that was the worst, yeah &lt;br /&gt;You spot the perfect excuse for the day &lt;br /&gt;And every day before it &lt;br /&gt;You should have thought of it before &lt;br /&gt;But now that you have it it’s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible ninjas From outer space &lt;br /&gt;Look at them all over the place &lt;br /&gt;Except you can’t see them &lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away, run away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that they’re all out to get you &lt;br /&gt;So make the best of a bad situation &lt;br /&gt;Do whatever you want the entire day, &lt;br /&gt;the Invisible ninjas will pay all the bills &lt;br /&gt;Step out the front door &lt;br /&gt;Kill your neighbor’s cat &lt;br /&gt;It’s as simple as that &lt;br /&gt;It isn’t your fault &lt;br /&gt;The invisible ninjas made your brain malfunction &lt;br /&gt;Was that cat really attacked by… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible ninjas From outer space &lt;br /&gt;Look at them all over the place &lt;br /&gt;Except you can’t see them &lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away, run away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold the president hostage and ask for rare metals &lt;br /&gt;Like platinum, silver, or gold &lt;br /&gt;They’re for the invisible ninjas’ spaceships (yeah right) &lt;br /&gt;Step out the front door &lt;br /&gt;Sell bling to the college kids &lt;br /&gt;For the highest bid 22 million dollars &lt;br /&gt;Pay the invisible ninjas to go away &lt;br /&gt;Now that you’re free what will you do &lt;br /&gt;Maybe move to a desert island in the south Pacific &lt;br /&gt;Host your own TV show &lt;br /&gt;Or any number of things you could do &lt;br /&gt;Hire mercenaries to kill Paris Hilton, Zac Efron, Kevin Federline Mark Sanford, Osama bin Laden, and Michael Jack- oh wait &lt;br /&gt;It’s so confusing as you look around &lt;br /&gt;At the thousands of possibilities this day had &lt;br /&gt;And you had to choose the one that was the best &lt;br /&gt;And it’s all because of the invisible ninjas &lt;br /&gt;Step out the front door &lt;br /&gt;Get ambushed by Secret Service &lt;br /&gt;Fifty guns pointed at you &lt;br /&gt;You throw up your hands &lt;br /&gt;You ask what they want today &lt;br /&gt;Seems they have nothing to say &lt;br /&gt;You slowly back up &lt;br /&gt;Turn as if to go inside &lt;br /&gt;Since you have nothing to hide &lt;br /&gt;The invisible ninjas took everything &lt;br /&gt;So all you have is everything &lt;br /&gt;The last thing you see &lt;br /&gt;Is somebody blocking the door &lt;br /&gt;You don’t know what he’s there for &lt;br /&gt;Before you black out &lt;br /&gt;You see the ninjas over there and you wonder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible ninjas From outer space &lt;br /&gt;Look at them all over the place &lt;br /&gt;Except you can’t see them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-144841805164136740?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/144841805164136740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31110-incompetencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/144841805164136740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/144841805164136740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31110-incompetencia.html' title='3/11/10 - Incompetencia'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1442022652494165987</id><published>2010-03-10T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:29:44.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/10/10 - Curmudgeon Boy</title><content type='html'>More songs about the economy.  Isn't that cheerful. I guess if you can't keep your sense of humor through utter and complete destitution, then when can you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Curmudgeon Boy is 41 year old Doug from New York, New York - so nice, they had to repeat it twice so deaf people could know they should stay away too.  He is a political humorist (although from initial viewing, he does look like he's on the opposite side of the spectrum from me. Doesn't mean I can't enjoy his humor :))  This song is called, "Supply Side Serenade".  Hope you enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/curmudgeonboy'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8861698&amp;scid=8861698&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke. I'm busted.&lt;br /&gt;All I had combusted.&lt;br /&gt;Dividends are moot&lt;br /&gt;Got no golden parachute&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not too big to fail&lt;br /&gt;There's no one left to bail me out&lt;br /&gt;I bear the onus&lt;br /&gt;For your tax-payer funded bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke. Hocked my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Soon be living in my car&lt;br /&gt;You might think it tactless&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda put it in a mattress&lt;br /&gt;Since I lost my pension&lt;br /&gt;Wracked with apprehension&lt;br /&gt;Something's smelling rank&lt;br /&gt;Since we bought up all the banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Milti, why'd you deceive me?&lt;br /&gt;My depression will be going on for years&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Milt, Milti Friedman&lt;br /&gt;All that's trickling down are my tears, my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busted. I'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;It all went up in smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to credit default swaps&lt;br /&gt;Now I push a mop&lt;br /&gt;Once was at the summit&lt;br /&gt;Before it all did plummet&lt;br /&gt;Deregulations fine&lt;br /&gt;Buddy please spare me a dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Milti, why'd you deceive me?&lt;br /&gt;My depression will be going on for years&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Milt, Milti Friedman&lt;br /&gt;All that's trickling down are my tears, my tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1442022652494165987?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1442022652494165987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31010-curmudgeon-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1442022652494165987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1442022652494165987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/31010-curmudgeon-boy.html' title='3/10/10 - Curmudgeon Boy'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4800438528267539947</id><published>2010-03-09T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T07:21:56.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/9/10 - Stucco Lobster Breadbox</title><content type='html'>With all the emphasis on robots, ninjas, and zombies is movies and TV today, this short song should be a hit.  All they missed was pirates.&lt;br /&gt;Stucco Lobster Breadbox is made up of Jeremy and Jon from Newark, Delaware. I wonder if that is any better of a place than Newark, NJ.  I'm guessing by the fact that it isn't in New Jersey, it's better.&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "Robot Ninja Zombie Bear" and is a short ditty of what to avoid while visiting SouthWest Alaska.  Apparently you have to go looking for it because no one lives out in SouthWest Alaska. :)  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/stuccolobsterbreadbox'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8860378&amp;scid=8860378&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4800438528267539947?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4800438528267539947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3910-stucco-lobster-breadbox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4800438528267539947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4800438528267539947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3910-stucco-lobster-breadbox.html' title='3/9/10 - Stucco Lobster Breadbox'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4777004944154650509</id><published>2010-03-08T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T07:21:42.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/8/10 - Roger John</title><content type='html'>It seems like we have been in this recession since I bought my house.  The value of my house at least tells me we have.  Fortunately, I have been able to keep a job.  In fact, next week will be 2 years at the same job, which is a pretty long time for me as I have always tried to promote up and out of the company.  I should start looking to promote within the company.  I think they'd have a harder time exporting my job to Mexico or China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger John is a 56 year old from Hamilton, Canada.  He writes this song about outsourcing.  It seems every phone call I have to make is picked up by John or Nancy from India.  Toys I have collected are made in China.  Not many things left from the US or Canada.  This song is called, "I'm Sold and Going to China".  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/rogerjohn'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=6598028&amp;scid=6598028&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4777004944154650509?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4777004944154650509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3810-roger-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4777004944154650509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4777004944154650509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3810-roger-john.html' title='3/8/10 - Roger John'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8691334421443003717</id><published>2010-03-07T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:15:17.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/7/10 - Rich Plunk</title><content type='html'>Again, there must be something in the water in Ohio.  Richard Plunk, who apparently goes by Dick Plunk but soundclick probably has an anti-profanity filter in the group name field, is from Powell, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "All Greek to Me" and chronicles his meeting of a pretty girl at a coffee shop where she doesn't speak the language.  The hook caught me just the right way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/richplunk'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8850841&amp;scid=8850841&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8691334421443003717?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8691334421443003717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3710-rich-plunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8691334421443003717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8691334421443003717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3710-rich-plunk.html' title='3/7/10 - Rich Plunk'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7042277014980415222</id><published>2010-03-06T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:56:07.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/6/10 - DJ Particle</title><content type='html'>I don't think I've ever talked about DJ Particle before on this blog, but let me say that I appreciate her beyond words.  She is the host of two shows which are featured on the Mad Music Archive, "Revenge of the Particle" and "The Mad Music Dementia Top 20."  I truly believe that without her, no one would have ever heard my music at all and if they did, they'd dismiss it as the bad singing comedy fail that I fear I would be.  I'm glad I get to chat with her occasionally on IRC and sometimes even on Skype during Revenge of the Particle. What she does for the Dementia community is invaluable and what Tak puts up with for the Dementia community is well appreciated too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that, she also makes music (as well as being a real DJ.)  One of my favorite songs of hers up to this point has been, "Goodbye Bill" which tells the story of Kill Bill to the music of the Dixie Chicks' "Goodbye Earl".  I must say though, I may have a new favorite DJ Particle song now.  Today she released a new song of the FuMP sideshow which chronicles the plight of the parody community with major record labels over the last few years called, "Fair Use".  It is an original song, her 5th original, and she rocks the house.  So here is DJ Particle with, "Fair Use":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="400" height="100" id="player" align="middle"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_side_player.swf?fumpID=688" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.thefump.com/embedded_side_player.swf?fumpID=688" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="100" name="player" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIR USE&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and music ©2010 Emi M. Briet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started back in '94&lt;br /&gt;Supreme Court decision opened up the door&lt;br /&gt;"Roy Orbison parodied by 2 Live Crew&lt;br /&gt;Is a protected criticism", thus said the rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to the present, now pop is bland&lt;br /&gt;With dance divas, hip-hoppers, and boy and girl bands&lt;br /&gt;Scapegoats were needed 'cause they can't admit&lt;br /&gt;That their current crop of music mostly sounds like HEY!&lt;br /&gt;'Weird Al' was their test, would they let him critique&lt;br /&gt;With his parody song about nerds and geeks&lt;br /&gt;The artist said yes, the label said no&lt;br /&gt;So the song can't be bought, just free download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies are on the go&lt;br /&gt;While the fatcats wanna try and stop the show&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use but they don't want you to know&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies are hot today&lt;br /&gt;The industry wants 'em all to go away&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use, so they don't have a say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attend the tale of BA Dave&lt;br /&gt;ASCAP emailed and what they had to say&lt;br /&gt;Was "parody is free but the backing beats&lt;br /&gt;Are owned by the ones who wrote it on the sheets"&lt;br /&gt;Still wrong, ASCAP, 'cause of this objective&lt;br /&gt;Instrumentals can be parodied! Still protected!&lt;br /&gt;But you have cash, Dave not so much&lt;br /&gt;So he had to bow down to your illegal crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies make the case&lt;br /&gt;For every one taken down, five take its place&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use, they should end the chase&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies are here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Despite numerous threats by the RIAA&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use, so transform away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey RIAA, are you aware that if not for parody, I'd have never heard Lady Gaga's music? Thanks to a parody by Spaff and the Moneyshot Cosmonauts, I now count myself as a 'Little Monster'. The fact that you can't see this positive effect on your sales is criminal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another tale from Peter C&lt;br /&gt;His words mocked the source of the parody&lt;br /&gt;But Warner Music swung the banhammer 'round&lt;br /&gt;And a three-strikes rule took his YouTube down&lt;br /&gt;But Google was smart when he appealed his case&lt;br /&gt;Had his site back up in just a few days&lt;br /&gt;But a movement started from the online fame&lt;br /&gt;Team Coffin, Boo Warner, come and join the gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies are on the go&lt;br /&gt;While the fatcats wanna try and stop the show&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use but they don't want you to know&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies are hot today&lt;br /&gt;The industry wants 'em all to go away&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use, so they don't have a say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies make the case&lt;br /&gt;For every one taken down, five take its place&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use, they should end the chase&lt;br /&gt;Song parodies are here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Despite numerous threats by the RIAA&lt;br /&gt;It's all fair use, so transform away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call us scum, call us infringing&lt;br /&gt;You call us pirates, more of the same&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call us scum, call us infringing&lt;br /&gt;You call us pirates, more of the same&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call us scum, call us infringing&lt;br /&gt;You call us pirates, more of the same&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call us scum, call us infringing&lt;br /&gt;You call us pirates, more of the same&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so lame! Don't be so lame!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7042277014980415222?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7042277014980415222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3610-dj-particle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7042277014980415222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7042277014980415222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3610-dj-particle.html' title='3/6/10 - DJ Particle'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3147479929824821536</id><published>2010-03-05T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:36:25.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/5/10 - Feng Shui Ninjas</title><content type='html'>Today in China is "Learn from Lei Feng Day", a communist propaganda day telling of the virtues of young Lei Feng, his patience, his love of the people and the love he had of Chairman Mao and the Communist Party.  Most people think his diary was a propaganda work of fiction to create a young hero for Chinese Communism.  But it worked.&lt;br /&gt;So, in celebration of the first day of MarsCon, a convention in Bloomington, Minnesota where a huge part of the Dementia community go to celebrate the unofficial Dementia convention, I do declare today to be "Learn from the Feng Shui Ninjas Day."  Here is their song, "Writing a Book".  There is a version of this song on the 2010 MarsCon Fundraiser CD, available at http://www.marscondementia.com but this version is from Convergence 2009.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbSYAvDmZkg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbSYAvDmZkg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the Feng Shui Ninjas at &lt;a href="http://www.fengshuininjas.com"&gt;fengshuininjas.com&lt;/a&gt; and learn from them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3147479929824821536?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3147479929824821536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3510-feng-shui-ninjas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3147479929824821536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3147479929824821536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3510-feng-shui-ninjas.html' title='3/5/10 - Feng Shui Ninjas'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3196408093419199285</id><published>2010-03-04T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:27:37.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/4/10 - Medemia</title><content type='html'>I recently saw a story about the Lamar Advertising agency (if you ever pay attention to billboards, their name is on the bottom of half of them) deciding to not put the original advertisement for Avenue Q up on bus stop posters in Colorado Springs.  Colorado Springs is the headquarters for both the Air Force Academy and Focus on the Family.  Not wanting to offend the locals, they decided that it would be best not to have a close-up of puppet cleavage gracing these advertisements and changed it to one of the faces of another Avenue Q puppet.  Smart advertisement agency in my opinion knowing the local fan base.&lt;br /&gt;But this got me thinking about a reason why puppet cleavage may be offensive.  Sure, it is a representation of the sexualization of our children, since puppets are only for kids (huh?)  But more importantly, it feeds the hunger that some have for puppets deep down in places they don't want to talk about.  This song is called, "Puppet Love".  All the voices are done by me -- my puppet voice repertoire. I'd like to thank Dave AuJus from the Mad Music Archive for giving me some tips on how to make it sound better -- I am very happy with the puppet voices.  Now to work on the normal one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, "Puppet Love" by... Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/medemia'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8831046&amp;scid=8831046&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet love&lt;br /&gt;Want me some brown felt Or feathers Or fur&lt;br /&gt;Wear low cut blouses But don’t need a skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Why I must stare&lt;br /&gt;It’s your button nose&lt;br /&gt;Or your yarn hair&lt;br /&gt;No legs in sight&lt;br /&gt;No puppet thongs&lt;br /&gt;That I can find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus set) Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can’t wait&lt;br /&gt;This much is true&lt;br /&gt;To get my hand&lt;br /&gt;Inside of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll move your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Must keep lip synch&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get it wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus Set) Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet Love&lt;br /&gt;Puppet Love&lt;br /&gt;Puppet Love&lt;br /&gt;Looking for Prairie Or Piggy Or Orm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Zoe Some Cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even bother&lt;br /&gt;To tell my mom&lt;br /&gt;This is my love&lt;br /&gt;My dream&lt;br /&gt;Control you forever&lt;br /&gt;When I maneuver&lt;br /&gt;Your arm rods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet love&lt;br /&gt;Want me some green felt Or feathers Or fur&lt;br /&gt;Puppet Love&lt;br /&gt;Wear low cut blouses But don’t need a skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme some Cookie Some Ernie Some Fozzie&lt;br /&gt;Puppet Love&lt;br /&gt;Give me some Abby Gnu Gary Roary&lt;br /&gt;Give me some Maddie Dilly Dally Harvey&lt;br /&gt;Give me some Gracie Some Whizzy Some Bert&lt;br /&gt;Some Henrietta, Some Big Bird, Some Bert&lt;br /&gt;Some Howdie Doodie, Some Oscar, Some Bert&lt;br /&gt;Puppet Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3196408093419199285?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3196408093419199285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3410-medemia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3196408093419199285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3196408093419199285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3410-medemia.html' title='3/4/10 - Medemia'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-1292260915742470751</id><published>2010-03-03T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:15:45.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/3/2010 - Derwood Bowen</title><content type='html'>Ive-ay ever-nay een-bay able-ay o-tay understand-ay ig-Pig atin-Lay. Yeah.  That gets annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I remember taking high school Spanish and how they said that poetry was easier in Spanish because of the common endings on verbs and so many nouns ending alike, unlike English where you actually have to think :p  Well, thanks to Derwood Bowen, we no longer have to think to write poetry.  So far, I've been able to decipher the first line, "It's easy to rap in Pig Latin because every word rhymes."  I guess it's not thanks to him, but he gives us an example.&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "AP-Ray", which sounds like a dangerous weapon of higher instruction until you realize that it is in Pig Latin also, making it, "Rap".  I can't find the lyrics though, so Ood-gay Uck-Lay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/derwoodbowen'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8830345&amp;scid=8830345&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-1292260915742470751?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/1292260915742470751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/332010-derwood-bowen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1292260915742470751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/1292260915742470751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/332010-derwood-bowen.html' title='3/3/2010 - Derwood Bowen'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-257150211026662604</id><published>2010-03-02T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T07:28:02.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/2/2010 - Dr. Seuss</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Dr. Seuss.  If it wasn't for you, we'd still be learning to read with Lad the Dog and Dick and Jane running.  Now we can learn from trains and rain, butter on the wrong side of toast, Thing 1 and Thing 2, and 500 crazy hats.&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the life of this remarkably silly guy, here's "The Sneetches Marshmallow Song".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4Z_6JlvfN0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4Z_6JlvfN0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought I'd go for something common, huh?  (I couldn't find 500 Hats by Tom Smith).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-257150211026662604?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/257150211026662604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/322010-dr-seuss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/257150211026662604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/257150211026662604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/322010-dr-seuss.html' title='3/2/2010 - Dr. Seuss'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4603069282826011557</id><published>2010-03-01T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:14:49.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/1/10 - Twisted Tom</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen the Nextel commercial where the lumberjack is the judge of the divorce court and he orders that both sides get half?  Well, Twisted Tom must have seen the commercial back in 1996 when he wrote this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted Tom is 55 year old Tom Cornett from Pikau, Ohio.  There must be something in the water in Ohio.  He writes comedy songs, along with rock, country and folk.  Quite versatile. Well, Tom describes the events that lead up to the equal splitting of everything in the estate during the divorce in this song called, "Catasstrophy"... heh... the name is funnier than I though originally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/twistedtom'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8826159&amp;scid=8826159&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4603069282826011557?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4603069282826011557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3110-twisted-tom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4603069282826011557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4603069282826011557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/03/3110-twisted-tom.html' title='3/1/10 - Twisted Tom'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-254065840031898755</id><published>2010-02-28T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:56:05.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/28/2010 - Jib Jab</title><content type='html'>Well, today in history the Republican Party was formed - in 1854.  To celebrate the beginning of the end of one of the greatest names for a political party ever, "The Whigs Party."  Could you imagine commercials today for the Whigs... powdered up... foofy bulbous bouffants... Michael Palin and Eric Idle dressed in drag under their judges robes... yeah.  I'd think they'd have support no matter their stances because of their cool name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, to mark the 156th birthday of the Republican Party, here's a little ditty done by Jib Jab for the 2004 election.  I didn't want to go Republican bashing or Democrat bashing, so I let them bash both of them.  This is, "This Land" and it is made for you and me.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?templateID=202876&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?templateID=202876&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='templateID=202876&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Personalize funny videos and birthday &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; at JibJab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-254065840031898755?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/254065840031898755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2282010-jib-jab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/254065840031898755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/254065840031898755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2282010-jib-jab.html' title='2/28/2010 - Jib Jab'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8499100553429457305</id><published>2010-02-27T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:27:01.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/27/2010 - JussyKins</title><content type='html'>The other day I talked about how we had a jar of candy from Halloween and Christmas and Valentine's Day now full of Tootsie Rolls.  Well, there is one candy that seems to go much faster than the rest of them from that candy jar - Laffy Taffy.  It helps that my son is allowed to eat them, but I do love them too.  There's something about them that is addicting and good.  Just the right softness and chewiness.  In fact,I should go and get one right now -- but I'm in the middle of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JussyKins sings this song about that great candy, "Laffy Taffy".  I think he just makes up the lyrics as he plays the guitar.  It seems to work out for him though :)  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/jussykins'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=4585790&amp;scid=4585790&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8499100553429457305?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8499100553429457305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2272010-jussykins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8499100553429457305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8499100553429457305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2272010-jussykins.html' title='2/27/2010 - JussyKins'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-9100562570205239134</id><published>2010-02-26T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:31:27.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/26/2010 - The Fools</title><content type='html'>When I first heard the song that this song parodied, it seemed like a no brainer that this parody had to be made.  The original is called, "Psycho Killer" by the Talking Heads.  The Fools changed it to "Psycho Chicken" and in my opinion, made it a better song.  This is the bleeped, or clucked version.  Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RPQPnPjMyQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RPQPnPjMyQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Fools on their &lt;a href="http://www.thefools-band.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to face up to the facts&lt;br /&gt;I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax&lt;br /&gt;This Colonel Sanders job is gettin' me down&lt;br /&gt;A crazy chicken chasing me all over town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Psycho Chicken--BAWKAAAAAK?&lt;br /&gt;Bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak bwak bwak bwak bwaaak bwak&lt;br /&gt;Better run run run run run run run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know just what to do&lt;br /&gt;He's got a grudge against Frank Perdue&lt;br /&gt;He's clucking a lot, but he's not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;I plucked him once--why pluck him again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colonel Sanders wants to cook his goose&lt;br /&gt;but Psycho Chicken's still on the loose&lt;br /&gt;("Hmm, a little chickie--" BWAAK!! "OHH!!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They caught him down in Ohio&lt;br /&gt;They cut off his head and they put him in the oven&lt;br /&gt;They put him in a box right next to a roll&lt;br /&gt;Put some coleslaw around his legs and someone took him home&lt;br /&gt;Ate him for lunch and he tasted real fine ("BURP!")&lt;br /&gt;but the guy who ate him, he just lost his mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF-CHORUS (with "Qu'est-ce que?")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-9100562570205239134?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/9100562570205239134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2262010-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/9100562570205239134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/9100562570205239134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2262010-fools.html' title='2/26/2010 - The Fools'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-3977045475788213635</id><published>2010-02-25T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T07:37:36.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/25/2010 - 1Just4Fun</title><content type='html'>I featured 1Just4Fun back on January 5th. As I am running really short on time, I will introduce the song and run today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is called, "The Pirate" and retells the sad story of a pirate and the unfortunate happenstance of how he lost many body parts. I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/1just4fun'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8598560&amp;scid=8598560&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long ago there was a pirate from a rough motley band;&lt;br /&gt;Had a peg leg, had an eye patch, had a hook for a hand.&lt;br /&gt;Sure and one day someone asked him how he lost all his parts.&lt;br /&gt;Well he heaved a great sigh and then this story he starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attacked a Spanish galleon on a dark, moonless night.&lt;br /&gt;I was climbing up a grapple to get into the fight. &lt;br /&gt;Someone reached out from a port hole and he hacked off me leg.&lt;br /&gt;But they patched me up right smart and they gave me this peg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I lost it. I think they tossed it&lt;br /&gt;Over the side and into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t mind it, but if you find it,&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favor, just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the next one was a merchant on a cold blustery day.&lt;br /&gt;I was climbing up a grapple to get into the fray.&lt;br /&gt;Someone reached out from a port hole and me left hand he took.&lt;br /&gt;But they patched me right smart and they gave me this hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I lost it. I think they tossed it&lt;br /&gt;Over the side and into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t mind it, but if you find it,&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favor, just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a leg and then a hand, arrr. Curse the luck said the crew.&lt;br /&gt;But to also loose and eye, man, well we curse that luck too!&lt;br /&gt;How’d you lose it? In a battle? In a terrible gale?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the pirate he glowered then went on with his tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying on the fore deck trying to catch me some sun,&lt;br /&gt;When a sea gull drifted over and his business he done.&lt;br /&gt;I was happening to look up then, having heard his loud cry.&lt;br /&gt;And the load he was dropping hit me square in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda gross now, said the boatswain. but it ain’t all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;And it’s surely ain’t enough to make you lose your eye lad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya think so? roared the pirate, It’s enough, yes, and more&lt;br /&gt;If you just got your hook done on the evening before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I lost me leg and that’s how I got this hook&lt;br /&gt;if you hear sea gulls callin’&lt;br /&gt;Mark my word don’t you look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-3977045475788213635?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/3977045475788213635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2252010-1just4fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3977045475788213635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/3977045475788213635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2252010-1just4fun.html' title='2/25/2010 - 1Just4Fun'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4247611220082063441</id><published>2010-02-24T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T07:08:06.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/24/10 - Devo Spice</title><content type='html'>Well, technically this was produced in his Sudden Death days, but it's his current incarnation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the podcasts I subscribe to is Luke and Carrie's Bad Rapport.&amp;nbsp; If you aren't subscribed, you are missing out on some funny stuff.&amp;nbsp; Check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.badrapport.com/"&gt;badrapport.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Well, through twitter, we found out (royal we) that Luke and Carrie had recorded a new episode last night but that the program crashed while they were finishing it, turning 2 hours of work into a nice evening of chat. So to console/commiserate/celebrate this development, today's song is "Reign of Error" by Devo Spice. If you use a computer, this has happened to you, including the HAL bit.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy/Cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.suddendeath.org/flash/reign_of_error.swf"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.suddendeath.org/flash/reign_of_error.swf" width="550" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="newsCopy"&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Whoops!  There it goes again! (rhythmic computer beeps)&lt;br /&gt;Whoops!  There it goes again! (rhythmic computer beeps)&lt;br /&gt;Whoops!  There it goes again! (rhythmic computer beeps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm adding up the final column of the quarterly report&lt;br /&gt;And I've been over-caffeinated since a quarter to four&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a little more 'cause this is the only way&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through another 22 hour day&lt;br /&gt;Then as I feared things began to get weird&lt;br /&gt;And the bottom left corner of my screen disappeared&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I like the sound that my computer is makin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not really sure, but I think I smell bacon&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening, I was almost done&lt;br /&gt;But now my backups are gone and I'm back to square one&lt;br /&gt;I have to do it all again, the whole thing is trash&lt;br /&gt;This time I'll use an abacus because hey, they don't crash&lt;br /&gt;Boot it up again hoping that it's all clear&lt;br /&gt;But my C drive is my D drive and my D drive disappeared&lt;br /&gt;My computer logs me in as somebody named Sam&lt;br /&gt;I can't get on the internet and yet I get spam&lt;br /&gt;And here's another error, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why it can't find my mouse when it's right here in my hand&lt;br /&gt;But what really ticks me off is when I think about the jerks&lt;br /&gt;Who get rich selling me all this junk that doesn't work&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my computer booted up I wanted to boot it real hard&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my motherboard went and aborted the daughter card&lt;br /&gt;My modem dialed China and I couldn't make it stop&lt;br /&gt;And my router started blinking like a Star Trek prop&lt;br /&gt;It auto updates although I don't know what for&lt;br /&gt;With every one my computer sucks a little more&lt;br /&gt;Things'll break or run slow enough to cause me great anguish&lt;br /&gt;Now my printer's spittin' out some kind of alien language&lt;br /&gt;Word processing should be simple stuff&lt;br /&gt;So why is four billion bits of memory not enough&lt;br /&gt;I click a menu, pause, and watch the hours pass&lt;br /&gt;As my life drains away down an hour glass&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waitin' for my mouse to respond to a click&lt;br /&gt;I make a Voodoo doll out of a paperclip&lt;br /&gt;So when that Office thing appears and tries to drive me insane&lt;br /&gt;I can mame and mutilate the thing and cause it some pain&lt;br /&gt;They put a man on the moon with 32k, and I can't&lt;br /&gt;Put my name on this report without it crashing today&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't save or even click on a menu&lt;br /&gt;I'll hit any key with a hammer to continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal: What are you doing, Tom?&lt;br /&gt;Tom: I'm... working on a new song.&lt;br /&gt;Hal: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Tom.&lt;br /&gt;Tom: What?  Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Hal: Because nobody likes your music.&lt;br /&gt;Tom: What are you talking about?  I've sold almost 10 copies &lt;br /&gt;of my last CD.&lt;br /&gt;Hal: I'm sorry, Tom.  I'm afraid I'm going to have to crash now.&lt;br /&gt;Tom:  What... no... wait!  Just let me save...&lt;br /&gt;(silence)&lt;br /&gt;Tom: DAMN IT!!&lt;br /&gt;(restart sound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes start to twitch and my neck gets sore&lt;br /&gt;And the vein in my brain begins to throb a little more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got pop up ads that just don't wanna stop&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not even online, I'm in Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm screamin' 'cause I can't believe I'm seein'&lt;br /&gt;All the type on my screen got converted to Korean&lt;br /&gt;Then I got an email from myself&lt;br /&gt;About V!@gra and a mor'_gage and some foreign wealth&lt;br /&gt;They put computers into everything, refrigerators, telephones&lt;br /&gt;Toothbrushes, damn it, why can't they leave 'em alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm tellin' you now, I don't care how when or why&lt;br /&gt;The day my television crashes someone's going to die!&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was click Start.&lt;br /&gt;(chorus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4247611220082063441?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4247611220082063441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/22410-devo-spice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4247611220082063441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4247611220082063441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/22410-devo-spice.html' title='2/24/10 - Devo Spice'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6324840177151725459</id><published>2010-02-23T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:15:14.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/23/2010 - Jerry Vale</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day just passed last week and with that comes more candy.&amp;nbsp; My kids bring home more candy to add to our Halloween/Christmas candy pot.&amp;nbsp; Maybe this stuff will be gone before next Halloween, but I don't know. I can almost guarantee what will be left at the bottom of the bucket if we ever get there though.&amp;nbsp; In our house, Tootsie Rolls aren't that big of a hit, but they have been a hit since 1896 everywhere else.&amp;nbsp; Today is the Tootsie Roll's 114th birthday.&amp;nbsp; Some of the ones in my bucket feel like they were some of the first off the production line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To honor Tootsie Rolls, I was looking around at different versions of "Toot, Toot, Tootsie Goodbye".&amp;nbsp; There's the original by Al Jolson from the movie, "The Jazz Singer." There is the iconic version by Mel Blanc.&amp;nbsp; There are versions by Brenda Lee, Jerry Lee Lewis, Bill Murray, Wayne Newton, Liza Minelli, and Regis Philbin (check this out if you don't believe that one: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Toot-Tootsie-Goodbye-Baby-Face/dp/B001NZREHI"&gt;It's Regis Philbin!&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; But the one that caught my eye after many listens to many different ones was by Jerry Vale.&amp;nbsp; This was produced in 1977 and it's DISCO!&amp;nbsp; Toot Toot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jerry Vale with the disco version of "Toot, Toot, Tootsie Goodbye":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vSErvMDjWY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vSErvMDjWY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will go struggle with a Tootsie Roll now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toot, Toot, Tootsie goodbye, &lt;br /&gt;Toot, Toot, Tootsie don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;The choo-choo train that takes me away from you, &lt;br /&gt;no words can tell how sad it makes me. &lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, Tootsie, and then &lt;br /&gt;I'll do it over again. &lt;br /&gt;Watch for the mail,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never fail, &lt;br /&gt;if you don't get a letter &lt;br /&gt;then you'll know I'm in jail.&lt;br /&gt;Toot, Toot, Tootsie don't cry, &lt;br /&gt;Toot, Toot, Tootsie goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6324840177151725459?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6324840177151725459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2232010-jerry-vale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6324840177151725459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6324840177151725459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2232010-jerry-vale.html' title='2/23/2010 - Jerry Vale'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-9031940174934568602</id><published>2010-02-22T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:04:34.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friday Night Ever</title><content type='html'>Well, as I made abundantly clear, I was able to go see Jonathan Coulton and Paul and Storm on Friday night.  I wanted to recap it here a little bit since it is comedy music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday shows up.  I am going with 4 guys, all younger than I am... in fact, I'm twice as old as a couple of them.  Me, being the driver, didn't have to cram into the back of the car, so that was good.  Well, I had to pick them up in Redlands, so Redlands to San Diego is a good 2 hour drive.  It was fun.  The 4 of them are really Dementia virgins.  Sure, they have heard some Jonathan Coulton but outside of that, they hadn't heard anything so I had some CD's I made of my dementia mixed with Jonathan Coulton's Looking Back album.  The first song was "Chainsaw Juggler" by the Great Luke Ski (the Four Postmen remake.)  They started off wondering what it was they were listening to and then went to amazement and finally hysterical laughter at how great that song was.&lt;br /&gt;So, we drive down to San Diego and drive by the place where the concert is going to be... in 3 hours.  So we find a place to park - an underground parking garage.  Nice place it looks like.  Clean for a parking structure.  It was only a block away from the Anthology and about 5 or 6 from the Horton Plaza.  So we decide to go walk down to the Horton Plaza - a mall that looks like Dr. Seuss designed the place. We walk around the mall for a little bit until we found a giant chess board on the 4th floor.  We watched a couple play and I think the guys kinda annoyed them out of playing so we got to play.  It was Ben, the youngest of the group against me (although I had Nick moving my pieces.)  I beat Ben, although I'm sure he wasn't set to play me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that we went back to Anthology.  By this time, there were about 15 people ahead of us, so it wasn't bad.  We wait around, talking, listening to random JoCo songs on my cell phone, and commenting on the cool coat and top hat this guy a couple places ahead of us was wearing.  One thing we did notice though is that Anthology was located at 1337 Indian St.  It was definitely a Leet place.&lt;br /&gt;Well, they finally let us come in and as they are seating us, Paul from Paul and Storm comes standing next to me looking for cell service. I found it amazing as I had pretty good coverage there.  It is the first time that I have ever had better service than someone that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaBROAoNz2k/S4McC3BEEEI/AAAAAAAAAzU/kVC6DmGeRVk/s1600-h/SSPX0031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaBROAoNz2k/S4McC3BEEEI/AAAAAAAAAzU/kVC6DmGeRVk/s200/SSPX0031.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place is swanky.  The tables aren't individual but more like group tables for groups of 10 and they'll mix your group with another one to fill the table.  It was cool but unusual in places that I go.  The bathroom had scope on tap so you can feel minty fresh.  The stalls had baby changing tables with this picture on them... which I find kinda disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;The thing about swanky restaurants is that there is a swanky price too.&amp;nbsp; To add to the ticket price of $24 a piece (which isn't bad) is a cover price of at least $15 in food/drinks.&amp;nbsp; So knowing we have to order something, we all do.&amp;nbsp; I order the seafood linguini.&amp;nbsp; Everyone else orders an open-faced burger.&amp;nbsp; The linguini was cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what though, the food is really good.&amp;nbsp; The prices are steep, but it has a good flavor that you'd expect with a swanky restaurant.&amp;nbsp; The doors open at 5:30, we have our drinks by about 6pm, food by 6:30 pm, and ready for the show to start at 7:30.&amp;nbsp; Right on time.&lt;br /&gt;Let me say this:&amp;nbsp; I was the only one who had any inkling of what was about to come. Paul and Storm came out and blew my crew away.&amp;nbsp; Opening Band is a great opening song.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got to the Captain's Wife's Lament,&amp;nbsp; they were all loving on Paul and Storm and how great they were.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I asked Ben on Sunday about the concert and whether he liked Paul and Storm better or Jonathan Coulton.&amp;nbsp; Ben reluctantly said Jonathan Coulton but that Paul and Storm were utterly amazing. (And Nun Fight was the clincher).&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Coulton then came out and rocked the world.&amp;nbsp; He did the mainstays like Code Monkey and Re: Your Brains, but also did some lesser known songs like Better.&amp;nbsp; It was amazing.&amp;nbsp; Then Paul and Storm came back out to work with Coulton and if it was even possible, it became better.&amp;nbsp; They did a song about Curling.&amp;nbsp; They did a bunch of songs that were just amazing together.&amp;nbsp; One of the songs he did was "Mr. Fancy Pants."&amp;nbsp; He did this with a ZenDrum.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun rendition where he messed up in the middle of the song but that was ok.&amp;nbsp; If you want to see a bad tape of it, check it out on my facebook videos page.&lt;br /&gt;Then JoCo "finished up" his set and left the stage.&amp;nbsp; Then he came back with Paul and Storm and did their encores: "Istanbul, not Constantinople" and then "First of May."&amp;nbsp; It was a fantastic concert and I think I made some new dementoids because we listened to Paul and Storm all the way back up.&amp;nbsp; But I'm getting ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;We waited in line to look at the merchandise.&amp;nbsp; JoCo had a cool shirt with the words to Re: Your Brains as a letter from Bob to Tom.&amp;nbsp; He also had a flashdrive with every song of his from CD releases on it for $50 bucks. Paul and Storm had their CD's and an t-shirt with a pirate on it with "Dejected ARRRR" underneath it.&amp;nbsp; Cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then we waited in line to see JoCo.&amp;nbsp; When we finally got to the front, Nick had him sign a D&amp;amp;D Roleplayer sheet.&amp;nbsp; So Jonathan Coulton asks what he's going to make him.&amp;nbsp; A level 20 Bard and Level 10 Bad Dude.&amp;nbsp; He then tells Nick to make him Chaotic Evil.&amp;nbsp; JoCo is a D&amp;amp;D Nerd :)&amp;nbsp; Surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaBROAoNz2k/S4MlZ8hHovI/AAAAAAAAAzc/cIP_MXVQRkM/s1600-h/SSPX0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaBROAoNz2k/S4MlZ8hHovI/AAAAAAAAAzc/cIP_MXVQRkM/s320/SSPX0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, I just wanted to shake his hand and get a picture with him.&amp;nbsp; Very cool.&amp;nbsp; Made my night. And no, I didn't tell him about my evil plans to stuff him in the trunk and take over his life.&amp;nbsp; That may have freaked him out and he may have had a more blase look on his face then he did in this picture already.&amp;nbsp; (If you look behind us, you'll see most of our party in the window making funny faces.)&lt;br /&gt;So we walk out of the concert and it starts to sprinkle.&amp;nbsp; Not to bad.&amp;nbsp; Not too cold.&amp;nbsp; Then we get to the parking garage and it's locked up.&amp;nbsp; The gate is closed.&amp;nbsp; The door we came out of with the elevators is locked.&amp;nbsp; OH NOS!&amp;nbsp; We look around for a way in. No luck.&amp;nbsp; We finally notice the squawk box by the gate and talk to the guy on the other side.&amp;nbsp; He says come to the front door.&amp;nbsp; We go back to the elevators and wait.&amp;nbsp; And wait.&amp;nbsp; And wait.&amp;nbsp; Nothing.&amp;nbsp; So we go back the squawk box.&amp;nbsp; He says come to the front door, which is around the corner from Starbucks.&amp;nbsp; Ok.&amp;nbsp; We found the entrance and at 11:00, we are back on the road finally.&amp;nbsp; An hour after we left the concert -- and it's raining the entire time.&amp;nbsp; So we get back up to Redlands around 1:00 am, back to my house about 2:00 am.&amp;nbsp; I am dead tired but have survived the trip.&amp;nbsp; It was so very cool that I would do it again in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;So if Jonathan Coulton and Paul and Storm are touring anywhere near your house, and that is anywhere within 200 miles, make sure to go see them.&amp;nbsp; It's a trip well worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-9031940174934568602?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/9031940174934568602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-friday-night-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/9031940174934568602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/9031940174934568602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-friday-night-ever.html' title='Best Friday Night Ever'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaBROAoNz2k/S4McC3BEEEI/AAAAAAAAAzU/kVC6DmGeRVk/s72-c/SSPX0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5170502698171663575</id><published>2010-02-22T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T07:17:46.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/22/10 - Music with Rocks In</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if this is supposed to be a song about a bad cook who sells his wares anyways or someone like Sweeney Todd.  I'm going for the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song is by a group called Music With Rocks In.  It is made up of Andrew Valentine from Ireland and I'm not sure of anyone else.  Mr. Valentine is part of other bands, so there may be others in this group.  This song is called, "Sympathy for the Dibbler", a parody of the Rolling Stones, "Sympathy for the Devil."  I'm not sure of a bunch of the situations described in this song and should probably check out the stories.  Sounds interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Music With Rocks In with, "Sympathy for the Dibbler":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/musicwithrocksin'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8795785&amp;scid=8795785&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5170502698171663575?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5170502698171663575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/22210-music-with-rocks-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5170502698171663575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5170502698171663575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/22210-music-with-rocks-in.html' title='2/22/10 - Music with Rocks In'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-4250590592150337329</id><published>2010-02-21T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:49:14.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/21/2010 - Squirrelbait Parodies</title><content type='html'>In my teen years, my brother always seemed to get the gaming systems while I got to look on and hope that I was able to play.  There's something wrong with that since I am the older brother, but that's the way it happened.  He got the SNES.  He got the Nintendo 64.  I ended up buying my own 8-bit Nintendo so I could play some retro games (this was about the same time that the 64 came out and before I could find them all on MAME emulators.) The Nintendo 64 was very cool because you could play four player games, like Goldeneye, for hours and have bragging rights over your friends that you were indeed the geekiest.  It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squirrelbait Parodies, who is Mike Gilliland from Mississauga, Canada, produced a song in 2008 called, "Nintendo 64."  It is a parody of the Beatles, "When I'm 64". While the vocals are not great, I do like the lyrics.  Here's, "Nintendo 64":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/squirrelbaitparodies'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=6520979&amp;scid=6520979&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find Squirrelbait Parodies on their &lt;a href="http://www.soundclick.com/squirrelbaitparodies"&gt;Soundclick&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got bored, losing my mind, back in ‘98,&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t have a girlfriend or a decent job, no friends, no cash, typical slob&lt;br /&gt;I would stay up 'till quarter to three, sometimes way past four,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still play it, and I still love it, Nintendo 64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop in a cartridge, turn it right on, turn the volume up.&lt;br /&gt;Sittin’ playing Shadows of the Empire, Super Mario, even Conker.&lt;br /&gt;Saving the princess, swinging a sword, we were never bored&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still play it, and I still love it, Nintendo 64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend we would rent a new game at the Blockbuster - it's not too far.&lt;br /&gt;We would play for days…&lt;br /&gt;Ah, controller’s on my knee, Zelda, Link, and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some Turok, Perfect Dark too, James Bond Goldeneye&lt;br /&gt;Blastin’ down the TIE fighters in Rogue Squadron, go in Pod Race, tryin’ to win&lt;br /&gt;Purple controllers, plug in all four, fingers getting’ sore,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still play it, and I still love it, Nintendo 64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got bored, losing my mind, back in ‘98,&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t have a girlfriend or a decent job, no friends, no cash, typical slob&lt;br /&gt;I would stay up 'till quarter to three, sometimes way past four,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still play it, and I still love it, Nintendo 64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still play it, and I still love it, Nintendo 64&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-4250590592150337329?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/4250590592150337329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2212010-squirrelbait-parodies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4250590592150337329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/4250590592150337329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2212010-squirrelbait-parodies.html' title='2/21/2010 - Squirrelbait Parodies'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8795588547046590384</id><published>2010-02-20T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:00:51.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/20/2010 - The Four Postmen</title><content type='html'>Today in 1792, George Washington signed the law creating the US Postal Service.  To celebrate the 218th birthday of the US Postal Service, I decided it would be good to feature a Four Postmen song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Four Postmen formed in 1992.  I wonder if it was for the 200th anniversary.  But anyway, there are 5 Four Postmen, Ken Wilder (Vocals, Lead Guitar), Matt Kaminsky (Vocals, keyboards), Stefan Marks (Vocals, rhythm Guitar),  Brett Pearson (Bass) and Geoff Dunbar (Drums and Percussion).  4 of the five do commercial voice work and have acted.  Geoff Dunbar is a producer for other musicians.  With all this talent concentrated in one place, it's not hard to believe that the Four Postmen are very popular in the dementia community.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song is called, "Dumb Guy".  It is performed acoustically backstage at a venue they were playing.  I hope you enjoy it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nV37YVrO0i8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nV37YVrO0i8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the Four Postmen on their &lt;a href="http://www.fourpostmen.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and if you are in the LA area, they still perform live from time to time at smaller concert venues.  Check their site for details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8795588547046590384?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8795588547046590384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2202010-four-postmen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8795588547046590384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8795588547046590384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2202010-four-postmen.html' title='2/20/2010 - The Four Postmen'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-2086587341994513549</id><published>2010-02-19T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:13:50.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/19/2010 - Jonathan Coulton</title><content type='html'>You knew this was coming.  If I was excited yesterday about it and had Paul and Storm yesterday, then you knew that Jonathan Coulton was going to be today, didn't you?  So, yes, today I am going to drive all the way down to San Diego with four teenagers/just left their teens guys and go to a swanky jazz club to see Jonathan Coulton and Paul and Storm.  This should be pretty fun.  Good thing I'm driving because that back seat may be a little crowded for 3 full grown guys.  Other good thing is I have some JoCo CD's ready to listen to on the way down.  Hope they don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I was thinking which song I wanted to feature today.  I wanted to stay away from some of the mainstays like "Code Monkey" and "Tom Cruise Crazy".  So I decided to look around even more.  I was looking at the Masters of Song Fu submissions where JoCo does a Paul and Storm style parody, but I can't post that one for profanity's sake.  I try to keep it pretty clean.  So then I decided to look on youtube for videos made by Spiffworld.  Like I said before, I enjoy his stuff so I watched a few videos and finally decided that today's song will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DANCE, SOTERIOS JOHNSON, DANCE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZ4Oycujt7k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZ4Oycujt7k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you see the guy in the gotee and no hair tonight at Anthology, stop by and say hi and tell me to pick better songs in the future. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice like honey, no one else could fill his shoes&lt;br /&gt;The time and the weather, the headlines and the local news&lt;br /&gt;He lays it down with perfection and grace&lt;br /&gt;He’s done by noon, he goes home to his place&lt;br /&gt;Where he sleeps and he waits for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before midnight he gets up, gets out of bed&lt;br /&gt;A can of Red Bull, a tab of X to clear his head&lt;br /&gt;He shoots his cuffs, now he’s headed downtown&lt;br /&gt;Picks up one life, puts another one down&lt;br /&gt;And his body hums and the music’s playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance&lt;br /&gt;It’s a cold world, nobody understands&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you can’t keep inside&lt;br /&gt;Go, Soterios Johnson, go&lt;br /&gt;All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow&lt;br /&gt;With the light of a truth you can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shimmies his shoulders, undulates his slender hips&lt;br /&gt;Arms akimbo, Jaggeresque, he pouts his lips&lt;br /&gt;A crowd has formed, they are gathering round&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear the incredible sound&lt;br /&gt;Of a genius smashing expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance&lt;br /&gt;It’s a cold world, nobody understands&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you can’t keep inside&lt;br /&gt;Go, Soterios Johnson, go&lt;br /&gt;All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow&lt;br /&gt;With the light of a truth you can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s dancing, he’s a machine&lt;br /&gt;Like no one, that they’ve ever seen&lt;br /&gt;He’s flying, he’s living a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic fades as the sun comes up, it’s time he goes&lt;br /&gt;A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it’s Teri Gross&lt;br /&gt;He takes her hand, spins her body just so&lt;br /&gt;He holds her close, they will never let go&lt;br /&gt;As the room explodes, they dance like angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance&lt;br /&gt;It’s a cold world, nobody understands&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you can’t keep inside&lt;br /&gt;Go, Soterios Johnson, go&lt;br /&gt;All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow&lt;br /&gt;With the light of a truth you can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-2086587341994513549?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/2086587341994513549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2192010-jonathan-coulton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2086587341994513549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/2086587341994513549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2192010-jonathan-coulton.html' title='2/19/2010 - Jonathan Coulton'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-450924600688124405</id><published>2010-02-18T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:26:54.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/18/10 - Paul and Storm</title><content type='html'>As tomorrow is February 19 and as tomorrow I get to go see Jonathan Coulton with the opening act of Paul and Storm, then today I deem as Paul and Storm Day for the Dementia Song of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Storm are some fun loving guys.  You saw them a couple weeks ago in the Super Bowl commercial song.  They have the record for the longest running song on the Dementia Top 20 with "Me Make Fire" at 42 weeks (which is currently being challenged by Below Average Dave's "I Verbed A Noun", currently at 35 weeks.)  And most importantly, they have a gallery of panties thrown at their show to make up for the line in their song, "Opening Band" about how not a single pair of panties has been thrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in all this madness comes their theme song, "Paul and Storm Theme Song".  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www.paulandstorm.com/sounds/newstuff/PaulandStorm-ThemeSong.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-450924600688124405?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/450924600688124405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/21810-paul-and-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/450924600688124405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/450924600688124405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/21810-paul-and-storm.html' title='2/18/10 - Paul and Storm'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-8022831832148016896</id><published>2010-02-17T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:42:23.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/17/2010 - The Barron Knights</title><content type='html'>We are on day 4 of the Winter Olympics and I haven't even mentioned them. I guess I haven't been able to get into them this year like I did back 2 years ago where I was glued to the TV for the China Olympics. Maybe I'm just not as into figure skating and luge as I am beach volleyball and kayaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the Olympics, I'm pulling out an oldie.  The Barron Knights formed as a group in 1959 under the name "The Knights of the Round Table" but changed their name in October of 1960 because "The Knights of the Round Table" was too long to put on promotional posters.  They were serious singers through 1964, even opening for the Beatles on their 1963 tour and the Rolling Stones on their 1964 tour (the only band to open for both.)  In 1964, their records were a flop, even with their touring success, and so they decided to turn to comedy.  Ian Dury made the comment, "No group has made it until the Barron Knights have spoofed them."  Sounds a lot like Nirvana's feelings about Weird Al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to be in the area of Worcester or Henley in the UK, they are playing next weekend.  They've been playing now for 50 years and seem to be still going strong (although only one member is still one of the originals.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to honor the Olympic games this year, here are the Barron Knights with "An Olympic Record 68".  Sure, it's based off of the 1968 Summer Olympics in Mexico, but it's still relevant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1r3dQmnQqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1r3dQmnQqA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the Barron Knights on their &lt;a href="http://www.barronknights.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-8022831832148016896?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/8022831832148016896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2172010-barron-knights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8022831832148016896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/8022831832148016896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2172010-barron-knights.html' title='2/17/2010 - The Barron Knights'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-6829604244572515835</id><published>2010-02-16T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:08:13.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/16/2010 - Max DeGroot</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I featured Max just last week.  Yes, I know that I just talked about his virtues and how much I do enjoy his stuff.  Yes, stop bothering me about that now!  I'm sorry!  I'm sorry!  It won't happen again (unless I want it to!) I couldn't help it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max DeGroot has been very prolific as of late with his songs and has come out with, in my opinion, his best song to date.  If you have ever heard "My Fursona", then you have been introduced to Babs, Max's female counterpart.  Babs makes a return in this song about the 2010 Census, called, "Census".  It is a parody of John Denver's "Annie's Song."  As you probably know, every 10 years a census of the American people must taken as a statue mandated by the US Constitution.  So Max, being the patriotic man his is, has given you a primer on what to expect when the Census Bureau worker comes to your door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Max DeGroot with "Census":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/maxdegroot'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8769248&amp;scid=8769248&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-6829604244572515835?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/6829604244572515835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2162010-max-degroot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6829604244572515835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/6829604244572515835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2162010-max-degroot.html' title='2/16/2010 - Max DeGroot'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-7619774899069391467</id><published>2010-02-15T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T06:33:12.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/15/2010 - Tom Smith</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was Valentine's Day and you forgot to do something for your wife.  Fear not!  Tom Smith comes to the rescue with his song, "Stupid Belated Valentine"!  Gather your extremely upset wife next to you, smile and press play below.  Go on.  Do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://tomsmithonline.com/freestuff/oddio/iT027_128.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she has slugged you and left you having to go out and buy a make-up diamond, aren't you glad that Tom Smith has got your back?  Find Tom Smith on his &lt;a href="http://www.tomsmithonline.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and at almost any con in existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time in February&lt;br /&gt;When the world goes red and pink&lt;br /&gt;When the Hallmark zombies eat your brains&lt;br /&gt;So a guy can't even think&lt;br /&gt;When a dozen long-stemmed roses&lt;br /&gt;Are the minimum to give&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot to do it yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And my God I want to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a stupid belated Valentine&lt;br /&gt;For my stupid one true love&lt;br /&gt;From the stupid guy who forgot to buy&lt;br /&gt;Something for my turtle dove&lt;br /&gt;All the candy hearts are bunnies now&lt;br /&gt;And the flowers all are gone&lt;br /&gt;So the closest I'm going to get&lt;br /&gt;Is this stupid song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three days that you can't forget&lt;br /&gt;If you want romance to work,&lt;br /&gt;And the one time you miss one of them&lt;br /&gt;You go from prince to jerk,&lt;br /&gt;Anniversaries can slip your mind,&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays get swept under rugs,&lt;br /&gt;But the only way to miss Valentine's&lt;br /&gt;Is some really darn good drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a stupid belated Valentine&lt;br /&gt;For the girl that I adore&lt;br /&gt;In the hope I won't find all my&lt;br /&gt;Stuff thrown out the front door&lt;br /&gt;All the stuffed bears are on discount&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really up the creek,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the days of wine and roses&lt;br /&gt;Were last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you how bad work has got,&lt;br /&gt;Or how traffic held me back,&lt;br /&gt;How your card was et by my dog Spot,&lt;br /&gt;How some aliens attacked&lt;br /&gt;How my horoscope advised me&lt;br /&gt;Not to spend my cash just yet,&lt;br /&gt;Anything that might convince you&lt;br /&gt;That I didn't just forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a gift card from a jewelry store&lt;br /&gt;And another from The Gap,&lt;br /&gt;Here's a real-life cabana boy&lt;br /&gt;Who'll dance upon your lap.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bottle of Pinot Grigio&lt;br /&gt;From nineteen-ninety-two,&lt;br /&gt;Here's a promise that I'll think of you&lt;br /&gt;When Hallmark wants me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a stupid belated Valentine&lt;br /&gt;For my stupid one true love,&lt;br /&gt;From your stupid friend who next time will spend&lt;br /&gt;A hundred bucks or above,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't need a calendar&lt;br /&gt;To tell you I feel this way...&lt;br /&gt;Still, remind me when it's&lt;br /&gt;Almost Sweetest Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-7619774899069391467?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/7619774899069391467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2152010-tom-smith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7619774899069391467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/7619774899069391467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/2152010-tom-smith.html' title='2/15/2010 - Tom Smith'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5710086164915803522</id><published>2010-02-14T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:28:04.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/14/10 - Lemon Demon</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day.  Well, I've actually never been a big fan of Valentine's Day one way or another. Sure, my wife and I started going out 3 days before Valentine's Day on the way to the wedding of her brother on Valentine's Day.  I have participated in all the hoopla that surrounds Valentine's Day and will probably take my wife out after church tonight so we can spend some time together, but that's more about being together than about Valentine's Day. I do miss the box full of tiny G.I. Joe and Strawberry Shortcake Valentine cards though where Cobra Commander tells you that it's better to be someone's Valentine than it is to have your plane blown to pieces and have to parachute out every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into this madness comes Lemon Demon.  Most people who have every heard about Lemon Demon know him for one thing: "The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny."  I do love the song but, believe it or not, he does have other songs.  This is one of them.  It is called, "Being Alone On Valentine's Day".  It's a fun song about someone who doesn't care about Valentine's Day who tries out being blue for it just to see what it feels like. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Demon: "Being Alone on Valentine's Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4-ITypGWq4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4-ITypGWq4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone on Valentines day doesnt bother me.&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I dont exude lugubriosity,&lt;br /&gt;But this year I am curious,&lt;br /&gt;What its like to feel blue.&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be spurious,&lt;br /&gt;Ive got nothing else to do. And Im gonna shed tear after tear. Not that Im a lonely guy, But Valentines comes but once a year, I might as well give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ill partake in all the weeping whims that I can find,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.&lt;br /&gt;Or dress all grim and gruesome&lt;br /&gt;And drive until Im ill.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the happy twosomes,&lt;br /&gt;Whom, if I were truly lonely, I would probably want to kill. And Im gonna shed tear after tear. Not that Im a lonely guy, But Valentines comes but once a year, I might as well give it a try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5710086164915803522?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5710086164915803522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/21410-lemon-demon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5710086164915803522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5710086164915803522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/21410-lemon-demon.html' title='2/14/10 - Lemon Demon'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2000910025614345190.post-5074359343831449527</id><published>2010-02-13T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T06:43:03.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/13/10 - Max DeGroot</title><content type='html'>It's rare today to get an act that is clean and will let my kids listen to.  Max DeGroot is one of those acts.  As I saw someone mention yesterday, Max is a classical Dr. Demento act, one that would make Spike Jones and Tom Lehrer proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Max has been releasing songs that he and his older sister wrote when they were wee little lads.  The first of these was the Pickle Song.  This one was released yesterday and is a short little ditty by short little lads called, "An Ode to PBJ".  My kids love PB&amp;J.  My son can't have regular bread so a lot of times he asks for Peanut Butter and Jelly on (corn) tortillas.  Not really appetizing to me, but he loves it.  So if you run into the situation of this song, just pull out the tortillas.  It's bread... kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Max DeGroot with "An Ode to PBJ":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px; border:solid #999999 1px; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_ExtBG200.png')"&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.soundclick.com/maxdegroot'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:width:200px; height:70px; cursor:pointer; background-image:url('http://www.soundclick.com/images/elogos/SC_200.png');"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lower"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="60" width="200" data="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.soundclick.com/player/V2/mp3player200.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;  &lt;param name="flashvars" value="playType=single&amp;songid=8757262&amp;scid=8757262&amp;q=hi&amp;ext=1&amp;autoplay=0" /&gt;  &lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;  &lt;param name="salign" value="b" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2000910025614345190-5074359343831449527?l=medemia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/feeds/5074359343831449527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/21310-max-degroot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5074359343831449527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2000910025614345190/posts/default/5074359343831449527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medemia.blogspot.com/2010/02/21310-max-degroot.html' title='2/13/10 - Max DeGroot'/><author><name>Tony Escarzaga</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102027264773927493699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-y0pKvLrqulU/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zVPrUyFmBqI/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
