Monday, 29 July 2013

Musical Monday #19

As usual, Youtube has failed to contain what I want


 but it does contain a lot of other stuff, so here is one of that other stuff:

My Little Buttercup from Three Amigos!

Monday, 22 July 2013

Musical Monday #18

I have spent today trying to get The Sims to install on The Computer.  It has not gone well.

I cannot play The Sims 3 on The Computer at all due to lack of video card so I have to play it on The Housemate’s laptop, but the game has now gone mental and I’ve probably lost all my families.  This weekend I had The Computer given more RAM so it would a) be faster, b) multitask as computers are SUPPOSED TO and c) load The Internet properly.  So today I thought at least I could play The Sims original game and The Pile Of Expansion Packs I’ve collected over the years on The Now Faster PC which, while not making up for the fact that my beautiful families are corrupted, is some consolation.  But it will not install.  And now even The Internet doesn’t seem to be working which I only just got working due to new RAM.  So all in all I am a tiny bit put out.


So I’m going to sulk and sulk and Musical Monday.


I Wanna Be Like You from The Jungle Book

Monday, 15 July 2013

Musical Monday #17



It’s like a million degrees out there


and you expect me to sit in front of my computer


drawing funny pictures?!

Bah!

Just listen to the song already.

Cabin Fever from Muppet Treasure Island

Saturday, 13 July 2013

A Normal Day #3



This is also a snapshot of a perfectly normal exchange between The Hill and The Housemate.




Friday, 12 July 2013

Bear Film Review



Film: The Edge.  In which Anthony Hopkins and Alec Baldwin fend for their lives in the wilderness against a killer bear.

So, bears, what did you think?

Disgruntled Bear does not like The Edge.  He disagrees with its representation of bears as angry.


Hide The Silverware Bear thinks The Edge is cool.  He hopes the bear wins.

Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Musical Monday #16



So this Monday looks an awful lot like Wednesday.

Okay, okay, I admit it.  It IS Wednesday.

I missed Musical Monday for The First Time since Musical Monday has existed.  I’m sorry, I just couldn’t get online.

I can’t imagine how you guys coped with Monday this week with no Musical Monday there to hold you in its arms and keep you warm…  (may have got a bit mixed up there)

 


 So here is Musical Wednesday to make it up to you guys.

As an extra special treat, I’m gonna give you TWO musical numbers, to help this terribly disappointing start to your week rub away and linger only as a distant memory we’ll laugh about in years to come.

A serious one:

Ol' Man River from Show Boat [1936 version]

And a silly one:
 La Donna e Mobile (sort of) from the Star Trek: Voyager episode Tinker, Tenor, Doctor, Spy.



Forgive me?

Saturday, 6 July 2013

A Normal Day #2

Here is another snapshot of a perfectly normal exchange between The Hill and The Housemate.


Wednesday, 3 July 2013

School Dreams


When I was in Infant School, I wanted to be The Godfather.   

Not literally, because I didn’t know what that meant.  But I wanted to drink whisky, play poker and own The Money and have people grovelling for some of it, and I wanted to just make a hand movement to The Associates when I wanted someone removed.


What Infant School was really like:

 
When I was in Junior School, I wanted to be a rock star.  

Again not literally, as I had zero interest in music, but I wanted to be cool like Marty McFly and he was cool because he played The Guitar.  I idolised anyone with a guitar, Marty McFly, Dave Lister, Alvin Chipmunk, anyone.  I wanted to play The Guitar, make quips, have groupies.

What Junior School was really like:

 
When I was in Senior School, I wanted to be a 45-year-old librarian.  

Well, maybe not literally, but I was convinced I was displaced in time, because my tastes in music, books and films were all things people would place the word ‘classic’ in front of and nobody my age had heard of, and I really fancied Rupert Giles, who was about thirty years older than me and the idea of wearing a tweed jacket, sitting in a musty library and making acerbic comments about teenagers sounded a lot more appealing than being at school.

What Senior School was really like:


It was months before I worked out ‘Boff’ was short for ‘Boffin’ which didn’t help much because I didn’t know what ‘Boffin’ meant.

 



How I coped with Infant School:

While I apparently lacked The Godfather power I craved and was painfully lonely now The Friend wouldn't play Invisible Man with me any more, I discovered I could surround myself with willing, servile associates after all.

I hung out with The Boys instead.


How I coped with Junior School:

Although I lacked The Rock Star fame I rather fancied and found that groupies probably wouldn't work out so well since I didn't like other children, I did discover I could lead The Privileged/Alternative Life of getting to do what I wanted and avoid kids at the same time.

I got out of lessons by running errands for The Teachers instead.

How I coped with Senior School:

Being my 'middle-aged librarian' self seemed to distance me from others my age and speaking up in class got me mocked (regardless of why I was speaking - it was the desire to learn that was offensive, not actually having knowledge or understanding it), until I discovered a wonderful place where I could be whoever the hell I wanted to be and the louder I spoke up the more attention I got, and acerbic wit was a must.
I joined The Drama Club.

Tuesday, 2 July 2013

A Normal Day #1



Here is a snapshot of a perfectly normal exchange between The Hill and The Housemate.


Monday, 1 July 2013

Musical Monday #15



So The Housemate was telling me about his latest review on his blog Neil Is The Best Dalek when I got distracted.



By this:

Just what IS that skulking in The Housemate's hair?

I think NEIL, the best Dalek, may be controlling The Housemate’s mind with the use of tiny Dalek drones. 

A closer look.

DON’T STARE.  Pretend you haven’t seen.  Let’s just play a happy musical number and hope the brain Dalek hasn’t noticed we’ve noticed him.  He could be coming after YOU next.


Everybody Needs Somebody To Love from The Blues Brothers