3.11.2006

Mama's first meme (Or: the most convoluted analogy yet)

Oh, the poor, poor maligned little meme. We're all too good for you, aren't we. Too busy being creative and original to give you a fair shot. Like an ill-conceived wave up in the top tier of a baseball stadium, you start forcefully (oh! here it comes, here it comes!) but then, thanks to a few I'm too sexy for the wave types around the third base line, you lose momentum, fizzle and die. The rest of us sigh, mourning our lost opportunity to stand up in front of thousands and cheer, maybe catch the eye of the camera operator by the dugout, see ourselves on the Jumbotron. Lost in our own remorse, we've already forgotten those few well-meaning folks who started that wave; those once happy people who are now staring at their feet and the congealed condiments nearby, feeling just a little sorry for themselves.

I will not be that wet blanket, Izzy. I will not stop your fun, Mrs. Fortune. I gladly accept your meme and pass it on.

Also, I have to do my taxes today.

1) What is your favorite word?
Lugubrious. I don't get to use it often enough but my life's goal is to work it into an advertising tagline one day. I can't imagine exactly what kind of marketer would need to incorporate a word meaning ridiculously sad, but when moroseness is in vogue, I'm jumping on that trend and riding it bareback all the way to the bank.

2)What irks you every time you hear someone say it?
President Bush

3) What was the first concert you ever went to?
Siouxie and the Banshees, the Orpheum, 1983. It was a make-good for a cancelled Laurie Anderson show. Oh don't worry, I wasn't that cool. My second concert was Howard Jones.

4) Name a song you'll never get sick of hearing.
Burning Down the House by the Talking Heads. And I still sing the lyrics wrong.

5) What song, album or band influenced you most as a teenager OR what song/album is the soundtrack of your youth?
It's a tossup: Violent Femmes for demonstrating that there could be humor in rebellion. And Journey's Escape for providing me with the realization that under all that black hair dye, I had a very cheesy side yearning to...well, escape.


8 Comments:

Blogger Mega Mom said...

Of course, I tried this, but stopped on #3. Who wants to admit she dressed up like Madonna circa 1984 and sat in a box?

3/11/06, 10:03 AM  
Anonymous reluctant housewife said...

I knew it! When I first read your tagline I immediately thought your banner should have a picture of Bush besides your tagline "I don't know what I'm doing either"

When I read #2 I knew I was right about you. It would be perfect, except for the hatemail.

Oh well.

3/11/06, 10:40 AM  
Blogger Mom101 said...

Oh RH I can handle the hatemail. I just don't know if I can handle equating myself with Bush.

3/11/06, 12:47 PM  
Blogger IzzyMom said...

Mom 101,

If you ever decide to turn gay, would you please be my life partner? I think I'm in love. You are SO cool (and you didn't flub on the meme)

The Violent Femmes? Totally forgot how much I loved them. LOVED, dammit!

Your first concert was Siouxsie???? Get OUT!!!

You don't care for Bush either? Well, we wouldn't be alone on this judging by his approval rating but still...it's nice to see.

And Journey's "Escape"? I'm forklempt ;-)

3/11/06, 1:06 PM  
Blogger MrsFortune said...

Thank you for not being one of those snobby people in the expensive seats. The wave has it's place, you know.

How do you sing the words to "Burning Down the House"? There are so many possibilities....

3/11/06, 1:18 PM  
Blogger Dawn said...

I find that the dance moves I do to Talking Heads makes up for my lack of concrete lyric content.

3/11/06, 2:48 PM  
Anonymous Nancy said...

Jesse rides, through the night, under the main street light.... *sigh*. I listened to Escape ad nauseum in high school. Such memories. And I love me the Femmes and Talking Heads too (though for me it's Psycho Killer that I'm always reciting)... Anyway, because of our similar musical interests, I need to ask: wanna go steady?

3/11/06, 3:22 PM  
Blogger Elizabeth said...

"don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at meeee"

"please, please, please do not go-oh"

The Femmes were my Freshman year of college. And the Talking Heads, too. Can I go on the date with you and Nancy? BTW my first concert was UB40 at the MSU Auditorium.

3/13/06, 11:30 AM  

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