Quite a weekend
Apr. 18th, 2005 08:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
neadodsBusy, busy weekend!
Friday night, Smap and I went to see Colin Mochrie & Brad Sherwood do a live-action version of Whose Line is it Anyway? Words cannot express the funny; by the end of the evening my face hurt from laughing. Rather than do green-screen work, Colin sent Brad out of the auditorium while the audience concocted a crime for him to have committed; he had to come back in and guess it as he "confessed" to Colin's leading questions. Since this was the crime of putting on a weasel hat, boy scout bandanna, and leopard clown suit to put the family cat in the freezer, wax people's ears, and steal the rubber pants from all the stores in Nahassapeemapetalaw (?? no guarantees I spelled that anywhere near right) while in Dick Cheney's Oscar Meyer Wienermobile, using a tire iron and a hula hoop, that game took quite some time. (It took so much to work through Dick Cheney's Oscar Myer Wienermobile that Brad forgot Nahassaetc.)
And I guess they decided that the regular game of Alphabet was too tame, because they played it barefoot and blindfolded among 100 mousetraps. And since they're both emotionally about six, after a few sentences they were using each other's responses to home in on each other with the mousetraps.
Saturday afternoon was a Shore Leave meeting, and Saturday night was a Four Bitchin' Babes concert, although I was badly disconcerted to see that half the roster had changed. Particularly since I'd become so very fond of Camille West (Doubly so now that I've followed links to write this and have discovered that most of her website is out of date and her albums are out of print due to a problem with the company selling them. Camille! Come back! You still haven't recorded the song about cleaning your refrigerator!)
Mind you, this didn't stop me from buying the new albums by everyone, including the new Babes. Nancy Moran had me at "Honestly" ("Honestly, I think there's too much honesty, can you honestly say that you have been honest every single day of your life? Honestly, I'm tired of being a good girl...") and as for Dierdre Flint, I could not pass up any album with a song titled "The Boob Fairy."
Sunday was the Team Wench 5K MS Walk. Thanks to the generosity of my readers, I took $425 in for my pledge, and Team Wench exceeded their goal of $5,000. They announced at the walk that all the teams brought in half a million dollars! Ralph got his contributions to make the walk in a kilt and did; Julie got the contributions to show up with purple hair and matching satin princess dress, and did. (We have pictures!)
Cyd, our fearless leader, the walk's Ambassador, and LJ's![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
faireraven gave a speech, cut the ribbon to start the walk, and literally phoned in a radio interview. She also accepted the award for team spirit for Team Wench (although if there had been more than one Keystone Cop in full gear, we would have had a challenge on our hands!) Because of all of this, we started off late.
We more or less stuck together along the route. And being Rennies, we brought our own fun and started singing. Humiliatingly, outside of a pub we couldn't seem to remember many of the words to anything (note to self - memorize song lyrics next year!), so we started filking things instead, trying desperately to pitch the words so that the kids wouldn't figure out what the original lyrics really were. Those were the successful songs - "What Do You Do With a Drunken Walker?" and "She Gave Me Pledges One, Pledges One."
My legs are sore today, but it was all worth it. Same time next year, folks!
Oh, and for those who might have been interested in going to the Team Wench MS Fantasy Ball (link at right on my LJ), several of the raffle prizes were taken to the MSFB meeting after the walk. One is an erotic massage basket of naughties, and one is a portable XM radio with car and home adaptors.
Gonna be an exciting ball, that!
Friday night, Smap and I went to see Colin Mochrie & Brad Sherwood do a live-action version of Whose Line is it Anyway? Words cannot express the funny; by the end of the evening my face hurt from laughing. Rather than do green-screen work, Colin sent Brad out of the auditorium while the audience concocted a crime for him to have committed; he had to come back in and guess it as he "confessed" to Colin's leading questions. Since this was the crime of putting on a weasel hat, boy scout bandanna, and leopard clown suit to put the family cat in the freezer, wax people's ears, and steal the rubber pants from all the stores in Nahassapeemapetalaw (?? no guarantees I spelled that anywhere near right) while in Dick Cheney's Oscar Meyer Wienermobile, using a tire iron and a hula hoop, that game took quite some time. (It took so much to work through Dick Cheney's Oscar Myer Wienermobile that Brad forgot Nahassaetc.)
And I guess they decided that the regular game of Alphabet was too tame, because they played it barefoot and blindfolded among 100 mousetraps. And since they're both emotionally about six, after a few sentences they were using each other's responses to home in on each other with the mousetraps.
Saturday afternoon was a Shore Leave meeting, and Saturday night was a Four Bitchin' Babes concert, although I was badly disconcerted to see that half the roster had changed. Particularly since I'd become so very fond of Camille West (Doubly so now that I've followed links to write this and have discovered that most of her website is out of date and her albums are out of print due to a problem with the company selling them. Camille! Come back! You still haven't recorded the song about cleaning your refrigerator!)
Mind you, this didn't stop me from buying the new albums by everyone, including the new Babes. Nancy Moran had me at "Honestly" ("Honestly, I think there's too much honesty, can you honestly say that you have been honest every single day of your life? Honestly, I'm tired of being a good girl...") and as for Dierdre Flint, I could not pass up any album with a song titled "The Boob Fairy."
Sunday was the Team Wench 5K MS Walk. Thanks to the generosity of my readers, I took $425 in for my pledge, and Team Wench exceeded their goal of $5,000. They announced at the walk that all the teams brought in half a million dollars! Ralph got his contributions to make the walk in a kilt and did; Julie got the contributions to show up with purple hair and matching satin princess dress, and did. (We have pictures!)
Cyd, our fearless leader, the walk's Ambassador, and LJ's
faireraven gave a speech, cut the ribbon to start the walk, and literally phoned in a radio interview. She also accepted the award for team spirit for Team Wench (although if there had been more than one Keystone Cop in full gear, we would have had a challenge on our hands!) Because of all of this, we started off late.We more or less stuck together along the route. And being Rennies, we brought our own fun and started singing. Humiliatingly, outside of a pub we couldn't seem to remember many of the words to anything (note to self - memorize song lyrics next year!), so we started filking things instead, trying desperately to pitch the words so that the kids wouldn't figure out what the original lyrics really were. Those were the successful songs - "What Do You Do With a Drunken Walker?" and "She Gave Me Pledges One, Pledges One."
My legs are sore today, but it was all worth it. Same time next year, folks!
Oh, and for those who might have been interested in going to the Team Wench MS Fantasy Ball (link at right on my LJ), several of the raffle prizes were taken to the MSFB meeting after the walk. One is an erotic massage basket of naughties, and one is a portable XM radio with car and home adaptors.
Gonna be an exciting ball, that!
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Date: 2005-04-18 01:46 pm (UTC)*dies laughing*
Yes, the Boob Fairy visited me when I got pregnant. Now will she take her dang gifts BACK, please?
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Date: 2005-04-18 03:36 pm (UTC)Definitely memorize song lyrics! I still remember one time, when my ex was working at a day-care center, that I picked up a teacher's guitar at a party and started noodling around. Within 2 minutes I had a crowd of kids: "Play something for us"? Sure, I said... and then had a frightening moment of realization about just how much of my repertoire is completely unsuitable for an audience of 3-year-olds! Fortunately, I was able to grab for "The Unicorn", and that went over well. After that, I made a point of learning several kid-friendly pieces.
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Date: 2005-04-18 04:47 pm (UTC)No, it was an original piece about how all the uncleaned things in the refrigerator had melded into one organic thing that jumped out when she went to clean it and rampaged around the neighborhood eating children and pets. It sounds just plain wierd when you explain it, but when she sang it, it was beyond hilarious. But dagnabit, she sang it on her first tour with the Babes 7 years ago and it's never been heard from since.