| House of (Thomas) Paine |
[Mar. 12th, 2008|03:12 pm] |
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sosoclever points out that I don't post much here these days, so as a special treat I'll tell you what has been on my mind for the past, ooh, six months.
MOSTLY, it has been rancour over the fact that a little-known musical act called House of Pain saw fit to change the lyrics of a song I wrote for them, I mean some of them were pretty damn catchy:
I'll serve the truth like Rene Descartes,
If yours steps up, I'm discussing fine art,
The Word was with God, it's in the Prologue,
I got more qualms than the Bible's got psalms,
'Cos just like Kierkegaard I've loathed and feared...
Apparently though the chorus, "Stroke Your Beaaaaaaard, Stroke Your Beaaaaard" just wasn't deemed catchy enough to get people excited on the dancefloor. Bastards.
The only other thing I have thought about since last year, literally, is my realisation that the entire course of my life has been shaped by the fundamental suspicion that there is something weird and terrifying about shoes that fail to accurately represent the shape of the feet inside.
There you go, you weren't missing me nearly as much as you thought you were, were you. |
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Yes! Yes I was! This is exactly the kind of quality entertainment I need on LiveJournal!
I missed you more or less exactly as much as I thought, it turns out.
Hey, weren't you supposed to be writing rap in Latin for my ip hay op hay label? What happened, man, fitty's been waiting!?!
I can write you rap in Latin any time you like. Can I call myself Iamb'n'iamb?
Ode Dirty Bastard more like.
My rap name would be O-Vid.
Straight outta Sulmo, got sent to the Black Sea
Cos Emperor Augustus just couldn't handle me:
Tellin' you straight, I ain't gonna bore ya
When I start reading from my Ars Amatoria.
Please don't make me laugh right now. It hurts. You have all heard of nerdcore, haven't you?
Hey, I have a Latin question! What does "Veritas Odium Parit" mean? Is it something about how the truth is stinky?
"Truth gives birth to hate", I think. Is this the first step on the road to The Dark Side?
Maybe! Somebody I know uses it as a sig. Thanks for the translation!
speaking of shoes, i'm sure you TOTALLY still owe me a pair.
ahem.
I haven't forgotten by any means. When are you going to pop over to Canada to collect them, then? :P
hmmmm.
i shall have to weigh up the benefits of free shoes! against the cost of flights to canadia. hrrrrmmm indeed!
So all shoes must indicate if you have long elegant toes or short squat ones? how many warts you may or may not have?
Or all shoes could just be see-through.
And you certainly do need to post more! Yours always make me laugh inappropriately while I'm at work.
I think there's just something weird and terrifying about shoes!
Really Boots are clearly much more sensible!
and Yes you Latin-oh! rapper we dooo miss your witty and *ahem* humble presence!
When I was at university it was quickly established that all the really smart people in our group wore boots... we were more ambivalent about shoe-wearers. And look at me now! I haven't worn boots since my the beautiful pair I bought in Seattle fell apart :(
We need to go boot-shopping together, and stat! | |
