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October 05, 2004


...it's the attack of the alien disco lights.

(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)


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Disco inferno! AHHH!

Even after being told what the lights truly were, one guy said

"We were so happy when we heard we had escaped an alien invasion."

I don't think he totally got what was going on.

Wow! I might be first!

And these peolple were correct in the first place. Disco IS an alien art form...

"I always knew they'd pick me!"

In other news ... researches are amazed to learn that the combined IQ of the 300 villagers in Romania was less than 125.

Researchers suggest the village implement better school programs and a steady dose of VH1, Lifetime television and E! to help educate and calm the frightened villagers.

And now I'm back....from outer space...

Well, now that they're safe they can return to what they were doing before which, as I recall, was digging up their (not they're) dead relatives to make sure they weren't vampires and, if they were, burning their (not there) hearts.

Fun times.

Yeah, Jeff!

Just what are the Romanians smoking these days that they can't tell the difference between chicken necks and mortons, and disco lights and spaceships.

LOL Tina.

Too funny.

Costel Roman, one of the villagers, said: "Everybody was out on the streets and wondering what to do if the aliens landed..."

Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Why do I keep getting:
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Takes ten minutes to post a comment now, then you look like a foot LTTG.

Why do I keep getting:
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Takes ten minutes to post a comment now, then you look like a fool LTTG.

I wanted to know where in the world Cristinesti is exactly as to better understand this story. ("Run! Scary lights in sky! Aliens are coming! AAAAaaarrgh!")

So I typed "Cristinesti eastern Romania" into Google and searched. The reply? "Did you mean: Costinesti Romania?"

Don't tell me the news wire didn't even get the name of the TOWN correct?! That NEVER happens, right Dave?


TS ever.

OOPS. My previous post should have ended like this.


TS --- a professional writer of many years, who started out in newspapers, whose publications NEVER got a fact wrong, no, never ever.

touble to the gorund sounds painful, Tina. You okay?

's okay, Tina. Here, tumble toward some Ghiradelli dark chocolate ...

Close Encounters Of The Polyester Kind

How can Tina be okay? She's got Tiffany songs running through her head.

Okay, I know that Tiffany never actually wrote I Think We're Alone Now, but she did sing it at one point. I'm a product of the 80's and that's who I immediately associate that song with.

Of course, I Think We're Alone Now was originally recorded by Tommy James and the Shondells, who also gave us one of the all-time greatest inane hits of the 60s...Hanky Panky.

I wonder what the hell a Shondell is.....

Thanks all, I am now going to a 3 hour meeting at
work with I think we're alone now running thru my head, over and over
over and over
over and over.

ShadeBoy, I'm really sorry that you associate Tiffany with anything. Poor guy. Personally, I associate Tiffany with Amy Fisher, but that's just me. Of course the Tommy James & the Shondells version was a classic.

I propose that everyone add "Forbidden" as a prefix to their regular blognames, to thwart the evil 403 Forbidden agent that is trying to keep us quiet.

Tina, how did you get from the Bee Gees to Tiffany? Some weird wormhole time warp? Possessed by the spirit of Paula Abdul? Soon we'll be humming along to The Human League... then The Pet Shop Boys... BOOGER BOO!!!

Tina ... I enjoy you.

That is all.


Wrong! Just wrong. You know many of us are audiophiles and you being the typhoid mary of earwigs!

TIna, you're evil! The first one was good but the last was painful. In fact my ears are bleeding and I have to go wash them out. But let me leave you with one thought: Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl.

(Thankfully, at the moment I'm "actually" listening to Dylan doing "Subterranean Homesick BLues" which will drown out any earwig.)

I guess being pop culture-illiterate can come in handy sometimes, I hardly know any of those songs so they can't get stuck in my head.

Hey Jeff,
Wash your ears out with this: "In the year 2525, if man is still alive". *goes back to teach class with BM's Lola bouncing around in his brain, eewww!)*

"Hold me closer, Tina Dancer..."

Tina, just so you know, I've copied and pasted all your super-toxic earworms into emails to my husband. I can almost hear the screams across the Twin Cities as he opens the third in a row just now....

And the boomerang effect will have me writhing. But, it "hurts so good..."

Targetgirl, tell him everytime he goes away he takes a piece of you with him, tell him we are the world, tell him we will we will rock you, tell him you believe the children are our future, tell him he writes the songs that make the whole world sing.

That should be enough (punishment).

ow ow ow ow ow.

I'm going back to the chicken thread! It cannot be worse!

Tina Tina bo beena
Banana fana fo feena
Fe fi fo meena

Tina, Tina, Tina...you realize that since I am in radio I know all of those songs...I play many of them...and now I want to play them all this afternoon...the listeners would not know what hit them.

(and it's not 403, but I do have the Beach Boys 409 coming up...if I was creative I'd come up with relevant lyrics...)

Tina, seriously, what is this one?

"When we hold an old friends hand."

Hubby wants to know. And, he says thanks for all the weirdness. He's a good sport, and totally immune to the horror of earworms (much to my chagrin). And always has one to share as the alarm goes off... enhancing my already bad morning mood.

The summer wind... came blowin in... across the sea...

Golden Girls
Gilligan's Island
Dukes of Hazard
Three's Company
Mad About You
Full House

I Want my cookie!

Family Ties!

Buncha Jive Talkin' is what all this is...

Tina, you can be my Private Dancer any time you want.

But this is the BEST theme song EVER.

Maybe the world is blind,
Or just a little unkind.
Don't know.

Seems you can't be sure
Of anything anymore.

You maybe lonely and then,
One day you're smiling again.
Every time I turn around,
I see the girl that turns my world around.
Standing there ...

Can anyone guess why?

Tina ... Punky Brewster theme song, Sweetpea.

[Looks around to see how Tina knew I was wearing an oversized suit jacket]

Tina, my dear ... you are far to funny to be stooopud in my book.

You're forgiven.


*signs up for 'Punky Does Tina' video at the local store*

There are very few explanations for people in medical scrubs stalking a guy...and I don't like any of them!

[fashions a hat out of tin-foil & puts it on]

Note to Romanians: Lay off the Tuica.

Am I the only one who thinks it's scary that Tina & Punky instantly knew ALL those tv shows? I know I'm a geezer, but gee.

But Punky, do you know this one:

My Mother the Car. An idiotic song for a show with -- in all likelihood -- the stupidest premise in history. The guy's dead mother returns as the voice of a car. Yup, that's it.

I can hear your brain cells dying.

Jeff, I thought that was Knight Rider.

LOL, and wiping the tears from my eyes, that was GREAT! :)

In the name of love, once more in the name of love, every breath you take, every move you make, I'll be watching you My Sharona, Ma-ma-ma-my Sharona.

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