Randomness
I have discovered that if you pay way too much attention to, or watch way too much of Never Mind the Buzzcocks, you get better at Next Lines, because they reuse songs for that a fair amount. So after a while even if you don't know the song at all, you learn what the next line is...
For example, they've used Lonely Goatherd three times. Yet only Barrowman turned it into something dirty. Just sayin'.
Having seen a bunch of ancient Buzzcocks, while Sean Hughes is funny, he's no Bill Bailey. I like him, but not as much as Bill. It's like a whole different show with Mark Lamarr and Sean Hughes. It's weird, but I still utterly enjoy it.
I wish they still did Indecipherable Lyrics. I love that round. I mean, I think it really speaks to a common problem, where you're singin' along and you kinda end up making your own words, cause you can't figure out what the bloody hell they're actually singing. It reminds me of http://www.kissthisguy.com , the archive of misheard lyrics.
I set a new personal record today by knowing TWO of the Intros in ONE episode. In one episode, I have now tied my all time record of Intros known EVER. Bringing my lifetime total up to a whole four! Yes, I'm terrible at that round. Even when I know the song, I never know what it's called, the best I can usually do is go "that sounds familiar".
I actually got a reply email from the girl from dance. She was very nice, and said she's sorry I didn't feel like it was a safe place to transition, she can't imagine what I'm going through, and she wishes me the best of luck. Now I just feel more guilty and sad that I quit. It would only have been another month at this point anyway...
Speaking of, I feel really really bad that I forgot Riverdance was coming to the area this weekend. Now it's kinda too late to organize a viewing, and too expensive to be practical right now anyway. I'm easily as upset that I forgot (if not more) than that I'm not seeing it.
At the doctor's yesterday, I did manage to get both a muscle relaxant and painkillers. Jury's still out on the muscle relaxant. Also on the painkiller. It seems to be just a hefty dose of Aleve, and it works about as well as a shot of four Advil, which is to say it does relieve the pain, but not in any way I'd call fantastic.
On the other hand, ramp it up to anything else, and I become House. Right now I'm gonna give the muscle relaxant a little while longer to help break the cycle at night, maybe gradually things will get better.
New Who tomorrow night. Now that we're done with Daleks for a while, maybe this one will actually be good. The last two were something between unremarkable and horrid. Plus points for humor in poor American accents, minus points for Daleks, Dalek cross-breeds, poorly tied up plot points, and poor American accents. (Yes, it goes in both categories.)
Then again, maybe my standards were just too high after Harry Potter in Who and OMGKITTENSWITHTEN! Hard to tell. Plus, they're always fighting an uphill battle with me with Daleks.
For example, they've used Lonely Goatherd three times. Yet only Barrowman turned it into something dirty. Just sayin'.
Having seen a bunch of ancient Buzzcocks, while Sean Hughes is funny, he's no Bill Bailey. I like him, but not as much as Bill. It's like a whole different show with Mark Lamarr and Sean Hughes. It's weird, but I still utterly enjoy it.
I wish they still did Indecipherable Lyrics. I love that round. I mean, I think it really speaks to a common problem, where you're singin' along and you kinda end up making your own words, cause you can't figure out what the bloody hell they're actually singing. It reminds me of http://www.kissthisguy.com , the archive of misheard lyrics.
I set a new personal record today by knowing TWO of the Intros in ONE episode. In one episode, I have now tied my all time record of Intros known EVER. Bringing my lifetime total up to a whole four! Yes, I'm terrible at that round. Even when I know the song, I never know what it's called, the best I can usually do is go "that sounds familiar".
I actually got a reply email from the girl from dance. She was very nice, and said she's sorry I didn't feel like it was a safe place to transition, she can't imagine what I'm going through, and she wishes me the best of luck. Now I just feel more guilty and sad that I quit. It would only have been another month at this point anyway...
Speaking of, I feel really really bad that I forgot Riverdance was coming to the area this weekend. Now it's kinda too late to organize a viewing, and too expensive to be practical right now anyway. I'm easily as upset that I forgot (if not more) than that I'm not seeing it.
At the doctor's yesterday, I did manage to get both a muscle relaxant and painkillers. Jury's still out on the muscle relaxant. Also on the painkiller. It seems to be just a hefty dose of Aleve, and it works about as well as a shot of four Advil, which is to say it does relieve the pain, but not in any way I'd call fantastic.
On the other hand, ramp it up to anything else, and I become House. Right now I'm gonna give the muscle relaxant a little while longer to help break the cycle at night, maybe gradually things will get better.
New Who tomorrow night. Now that we're done with Daleks for a while, maybe this one will actually be good. The last two were something between unremarkable and horrid. Plus points for humor in poor American accents, minus points for Daleks, Dalek cross-breeds, poorly tied up plot points, and poor American accents. (Yes, it goes in both categories.)
Then again, maybe my standards were just too high after Harry Potter in Who and OMGKITTENSWITHTEN! Hard to tell. Plus, they're always fighting an uphill battle with me with Daleks.