Just a quick post as I'm late and on my way to the next crisis/meeting. AOL today has a list of the 10 records that you must listen to before you die. Here's a link to the list:
http://shopping.aol.com/articles/2008/09/19/10-albums-to-listen-to-before-you-die/
(Sorry, I'm on a mac and the link-y things don't work. Just paste and copy if you're interested. I might come back to fix it. I might not. So there.)
And I'd like to point out...U2, Michael Jackson, Madonna, Public Enemy, and Prince...all 80s, all on the list, fully 50% of the list.
I believe I am in good shape here. I listened to half of the list the first time around. And committed them to memory. I'm almost sure that I can sing several songs from Purple Rain and Thriller word for word. I'm not proud of it. It's just a fact.
I've decided to add a little "pop" to my blog so that when I say something like "Now I have that song 'Party Like a Rock Star' running around in my head...", maybe I won't get are-you-an-alien looks from my friends. Thus the video post. It actually accomplishes other "pop" things...Family Guy cartoon, Shop Boyz, and Brian (the dog) and Stewie (the baby) references should all be covered if I can find a way to work it into conversation. That escapes me right now, but I'm involved in some strange conversations sometimes.
So...the real reason for the post. A rockin' retirement party for Sandra Case, our VP/Editor-in-Chief. After 23 years, she's retiring and we're going to miss her! So I've previously shown how Lesiure Arts parties...this time, there's a rock theme...rocks for her garden, rock star dress, rock music playing. Apparently it takes only 2 things to get me to wear a costume to work...1. the possibility of incorporating jeans into my costume and 2. a friend who'll dress up, too. As I had both this time, I am "Rock Royalty" until the letters fall off of my shirt. I just know it's going to happen. So, for your enjoyment, here are some rock pictures.
This post is the result of a lunch conversation on Monday. My quilt posse was there, Mundane Jane, and Mary (who needs a better blog handle Mary2Lemons, or Dos Limones for international flair? I'm not sure.) And as the conversation goes, somehow, the Sir Mixalot song "Baby Got Back" comes up. And I am disturbed. Not because of the conversation, but because I immediately know who, what, when and how about the song while others wonder what MJ is talking about. Well, that and because now that stupid song won't leave my head. I think that wondering what MJ is talking about is fairly common, but I'm either a whole generation away or I'm a total pop culture idiot savant (definition: person who is mentally retarded in general but who displays remarkable aptitude in some limited field (usually involving memory). There are probably a couple of extenuating circumstances that make it slightly better, a little more OK that I know these things... 1. In 1992, MTV was still a big part of my life. Sir Mixalot's life too. 2. I have a low entertainment threshold. I'm not to the point where I actually spend my Sunday afternoons surfing YouTube looking for dancing cats or anything like that. Cute Overload is my cute animal site of choice. But all it takes to entertain me is to turn on the 100 Greatest Songs of the 80s. And I know that if I work "Living On A Prayer" into conversation that I'm likely to get only a slightly better response than "Baby Got Back." Although when we illustrated Sir Mixalot's song, my more high-brow friends told me that if "Baby Got Back" had started playing in their house, they would have turned it off. I can still sing it 15 years later (as well as nearly 100% of the remaining 99 songs). So instead of risking the offense of others, I'm posting this Bon Jovi classic, ranked the #1 song of the 80s.
