Would life without music mean the soundtrack to Mamma Mia would finally stop repeating itself in my head? Though I do love it, I would be happy if it would give me a break for a few hours.

Florida Girl In Sydneys last blog post..Run Daddy Run

Angel – let’s see your list!

Florida Girl – which 2 did you know? Life without music would be pretty drastic as well.

Agnes/Andrew – I thought y’all might be on board with #7!

Xbox – are you a commie like me?

Ariza – he did a lot of smiting, smiting is kind of dickish isn’t it?

Maggie – I love that song and haven’t heard it in years! I’m inspired to dig that one up from somewhere.

Trooper – I’ll look forward to that, where can I see it?

Toasty – no way. The best exchange from that movie (and I write this from memory, thank you) is:

Crash: Well, he really hit the shit outta that one, didn’t he?
Ebby: I held it like an egg.
Crash: Yeah, and he scrambled the son of a bitch. Look at that, he hit the fucking bull! Guy gets a free steak! You having fun yet?

Gypsy: I wouldn’t have included Silverado. I don’t know why people say that Field of Dreams of The Natural are the best baseball films, it’s clearly Bull Durham.

Joe: I’m not sure that’s the way karma works.

Courtney: Your shower shoes have fungus on them. You’ll never make it to the bigs with fungus on your shower shoes. Think classy, you’ll be classy. If you win 20 in the show, you can let the fungus grow back and the press’ll think you’re colorful. Until you win 20 in the show, however, it means you are a slob.

courtneys last blog post..Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho

#7, though…. I 100% agree with that.

Joes last blog post..My baby girl!!

Also, Bull Durham and Silverado are the only movies I can tolerate with Kevin Costner. Oh, and The Untouchables but that’s only because of Sean.

Gypsys last blog post..And the clouds parted

Toastys last blog post..Equal Opportunity Family Bashing

Trooper Thorns last blog post..Become Immortal in My First Contest

He wrote a whole song like this, called “I Believe in You.” I can’t say I believe in everything he believes in, but I believe in a whole lot of his sentiment.

In fact, many apologies, I can’t help myself, I have to give you the lyrics in their entirety. Sorry.

I don’t believe in superstars,
Organic food and foreign cars.
I don’t believe the price of gold;
The certainty of growing old.
That right is right and left is wrong,
That north and south can’t get along.
That east is east and west is west.
And being first is always best.

But I believe in love.
I believe in babies.
I believe in Mom and Dad.
And I believe in you.

Well, I don’t believe that heaven waits,
For only those who congregate.
I like to think of God as love:
He’s down below, He’s up above.
He’s watching people everywhere.
He knows who does and doesn’t care.
And I’m an ordinary man,
Sometimes I wonder who I am.

But I believe in love.
I believe in music.
I believe in magic.
And I believe in you.

Well, I know with all my certainty,
What’s going on with you and me,
Is a good thing.
It’s true, I believe in you.

I don’t believe virginity,
Is as common as it used to be.
In working days and sleeping nights,
That black is black and white is white.
That Superman and Robin Hood,
Are still alive in Hollywood.
That gasoline’s in short supply,
The rising cost of getting by.

But I believe in love.
I believe in old folks.
I believe in children.
I believe in you.

But I believe in love.
I believe in babies.
I believe in Mom and Dad.
And I believe in you.

(By the way, Google tells me this ditty is available in a ring tone, EFF WHY EYE. You’re welcome.)

maggie, dammits last blog post..up for air

Andrews last blog post..Listening to Colin Healy and the Jet Skis