You're welcome...
The Constellations
New Alt band from ATL. This song is so cool, I was surprised to see it was a bunch of white guys.
http://www.ourstage.com/tracks/SUVWVGJTURSJ-felicia
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Weenie Autos
“The thing is, it's really hard to be roommates with people if your suitcases are much better than theirs - if yours are really good ones and theirs aren't….. It's one of the reasons why I roomed with a stupid bastard like Stradlater. At least his suitcases were as good as mine."
The Catcher in the Rye
Holden Caulfield in Chapter 15
“The thing is, it’s really hard to share the road with people if your car is much better than theirs -if you have a turbo charged fuel injected engine with 240 horsepower that sounds like a jet, with responsive handling and tight cornering, while theirs is merely a 'souped' up retarded "green" golf cart, that can’t get it up to make it through the intersection.
It's one of the many reasons I flipped off the soccer mom pulling into the Lutheran school parking lot, talking on her cell phone, going 5 miles under the speed limit, with a 'Family First' bumper sticker on the back of her lame ass Toyota Scion.”
--Babs
4.26.10
The Catcher in the Rye
Holden Caulfield in Chapter 15
“The thing is, it’s really hard to share the road with people if your car is much better than theirs -if you have a turbo charged fuel injected engine with 240 horsepower that sounds like a jet, with responsive handling and tight cornering, while theirs is merely a 'souped' up retarded "green" golf cart, that can’t get it up to make it through the intersection.
It's one of the many reasons I flipped off the soccer mom pulling into the Lutheran school parking lot, talking on her cell phone, going 5 miles under the speed limit, with a 'Family First' bumper sticker on the back of her lame ass Toyota Scion.”
--Babs
4.26.10
Friday, April 23, 2010
"Dos Gardenios" from Buena Vista Social Club
My first gardenias of the season.
Wish you could scratch and sniff.
The aroma is heavy, heady, pungent, and heavenly.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wmfa2XznVic
"Dos Gardenias" It is a poignant Cuban bolero (dating back to the '30's)-- sung by Ibrahim Ferrer, who sings with the mojo of one who has been utterly betrayed.
"Last Dance" by the Raveonettes....
I can't get enough of this video and song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUkn3368YoI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KUkn3368YoI
What I want to know is, what's going on in the car scene?
Discuss amongst yourselves and get back to me.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
I Know What U Do Creep!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Back in harness after indulging in my semi-annual nervous breakdown...
Babs has been
1) out of the state
2) out of her mind
Thank you to all my devoted followers.
1) I'm back in state
2) still out of my mind!
Oh I have some juicy, juicy dish to blog about my travels and travails. Need some blanket time tonight, but promise to catch you up on the cavorts and shenanigans and trouble I've stirred up in the next few days.
Until then, let's make this blog interactive...
Learned a new "pc" term tonight. The first one of you, my ferrett like followers that can correctly identify this term will receive a special "bitch slap" from Babs.
2) out of her mind
Thank you to all my devoted followers.
1) I'm back in state
2) still out of my mind!
Oh I have some juicy, juicy dish to blog about my travels and travails. Need some blanket time tonight, but promise to catch you up on the cavorts and shenanigans and trouble I've stirred up in the next few days.
Until then, let's make this blog interactive...
Learned a new "pc" term tonight. The first one of you, my ferrett like followers that can correctly identify this term will receive a special "bitch slap" from Babs.
The term is "MSM."
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Party like it's 1979!
Sharona then Sharona now
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVdnqEyToqg&feature=relatedRIP Detroit native, Doug Fieger, what a great song (cock was in the rock) you gave us!
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/16/arts/music/16fieger.html
Friday, April 2, 2010
Good Friday Passions & Anniversaries
This imposing lady was the mother superior of Bab's School:
Sr. Lucille's Academy for [incorrigible] Gentlewomen (SLAG) whose mission it was to acquaint us intimately with the fire and brimstone of hell and guilt, whilst shaming the crap out of brat girls such as myself.
Truisms about Catholic school girls:
1. If you tell them not to do something, and that it's a really bad sin, they're going to want to do it in spades i.e..sex drugs and rock and roll.
2. Sr. Lucille and her cohort of penquins were constantly recruiting the girls of SLAG into becoming the "Brides of Christ" (i.e. slaves). Most of of us SLAG-sters would've seriously considered becoming Jesus' mistress or girlfriend, because he was sensitive and had a six pac set of abs to die for.
Jesus channelled that alienated hippy vibe that we totally dug back in the day. You could imagine Jesus pulling up to your parents house in his truck, and going on the road with him. "Bye, bye mom and dad, Jesus and I are getting out of this f**** town to live the rock n roll lifestyle and become rich and famous."
A shout out on this Good Friday to my Hebe ex husband Fang. Hey Fang, do you remember what we did 6 years ago today douchebag?
Let me remind you, cheap ass entry in the Dikkiipedia -- you wouldn't fork out the coin for a cab, so we took a bicycle rickshaw to Cafe Daniel in NYC for our wedding dinner.
Granted I was dressed totally inappropriately, but who knew that wearing daisy dukes and a Guns N Roses halter sans bra would be frowned upon?
Fang and Babs were just confused Americans on a Eurail Pass funded by Fang's rich parents. We thought... "this is Friday-- it must be Amsterdam in a heat wave."
And, I will admit Fang was so stoned-- he just oozed insousciant Jesus-killing, rich American Hebrew-- from the tip of his uber prominent probocis, to his insistence that I pose for a whacky picture with devil horns at the site of St. Peter's upside down crucifixtion.
Oh Fang, we had some great times. Happy anniversary, BITCH.
Truisms about Catholic school girls:
1. If you tell them not to do something, and that it's a really bad sin, they're going to want to do it in spades i.e..sex drugs and rock and roll.
Two infamous harridan alumna of SLAG. Madonna (l.), Lady GaGa (r.)
2. Sr. Lucille and her cohort of penquins were constantly recruiting the girls of SLAG into becoming the "Brides of Christ" (i.e. slaves). Most of of us SLAG-sters would've seriously considered becoming Jesus' mistress or girlfriend, because he was sensitive and had a six pac set of abs to die for.
Let me remind you, cheap ass entry in the Dikkiipedia -- you wouldn't fork out the coin for a cab, so we took a bicycle rickshaw to Cafe Daniel in NYC for our wedding dinner.
Posh-- Cafe Daniel!
Sr. Lucille would've self mortified herself with a cat o' nine tails had she lived to know her most incorrigble protoge, Babs, and her honeymooning future ex husband Fang, were summarily escorted by a jack booted cadre of Roman Guards out of the Vatican itself.
Fang and Babs were just confused Americans on a Eurail Pass funded by Fang's rich parents. We thought... "this is Friday-- it must be Amsterdam in a heat wave."
And, I will admit Fang was so stoned-- he just oozed insousciant Jesus-killing, rich American Hebrew-- from the tip of his uber prominent probocis, to his insistence that I pose for a whacky picture with devil horns at the site of St. Peter's upside down crucifixtion.
Oh Fang, we had some great times. Happy anniversary, BITCH.
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