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Arrrrrrrrgh! Why, Dave, why? Have we not bought enough of your books?
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 09:36 AM
DAMN YOU.
Posted by: crossgirl | November 21, 2006 at 09:36 AM
It's all fun & games, Dave, until somebody pokes out his or her own eyes with a sharp stick.
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 09:38 AM
Gorrammit, I should have hovered. I think I should send a copy of this cd to Dave Care of the Miami Herald, I am sure that it would get to him.
Posted by: Juggler of Geese | November 21, 2006 at 09:39 AM
Dave, you almost got me, but at the last second I clicked off just in time.
But I have a head cold and am not thinking clearly this morning.
What's your excuse?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 21, 2006 at 09:40 AM
Did we do something wrong?
We won't do it again, we promise!
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 21, 2006 at 09:41 AM
*wonders if Okie from Muskogee made the cut.*
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | November 21, 2006 at 09:44 AM
Ha ha!! Mousie before clickie!! Didn't get me, neener neener neener!
Posted by: Mr. Completely | November 21, 2006 at 09:44 AM
Waitaminnit! C.H. Are you saying that Dave writes books?
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 21, 2006 at 09:46 AM
Firefox has a great new add-on called "CoolIris." Normally this is a good extension, but in this case just the act of mousing over called this dreaded image to be burned into my retinae.
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | November 21, 2006 at 09:47 AM
The blog remembers the 60's, that would be because he didn't particpate enough. :) I on the other hand don't really remember. :)
Posted by: Kittypaws | November 21, 2006 at 09:47 AM
I wonder if we have anyone here who's skilled enough to write a retina-saving Firefox extension that would warn the user about any potentially Manilow content on a link, BEFORE it's clicked?
But, of course, that would spoil the blog's fun...
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 09:52 AM
HA! Didn't fall for it THIS time! Nice try, Dave!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | November 21, 2006 at 09:53 AM
I can't beleive he's doing "Born to be Wild", that just seems, I don't know, incongruous or something.
Posted by: mudstuffin | November 21, 2006 at 09:54 AM
Kittypaws: Yes. I think it was Robin Williams who said, "anyone who remembers the sixties wasn't there."
Posted by: Mr. Completely | November 21, 2006 at 09:54 AM
it was robin williams
Posted by: Chaz | November 21, 2006 at 09:56 AM
YOU ARE EVIL! but I stopped it before it was too late!!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 09:59 AM
i popped out of bed at 5 a.m., turned on the news as usual and before i even had my first cull cup of coffee, a special feature flashes on the screen. usually it is some cutesey little storie on a grandmother that knits coats for homeless dogs or something inane like that. but no, not this morning, it was a special, personal interview with the man himself, who went on and on about all of the great songs he got to record. do you know what coffee can do to your sinus cavities when snorked first think in the morning? now i have very clean and hypercaffeinated sinuses and can't get his version of "raindrops keep fall on my head" out of my mind. my therapy bills will go through the roof.
Posted by: wickedwitch | November 21, 2006 at 10:02 AM
and the greatest horror of all is that we are poised on the precipice of a new year and (help us!) a new calendar.
Posted by: Cheesewiz | November 21, 2006 at 10:03 AM
To remove the Manilow Retinal Burn, go back and click on the Hairy Fairy. Lather, rinse, repeat as necessary.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 21, 2006 at 10:03 AM
no mousy clicky! you didn't get me!!!!!!! we're on to you, Dave!!!!!
btw, SNORK at WW and her coffee snorkage....
Posted by: OkieDokie | November 21, 2006 at 10:04 AM
LOL Hammond...I was fortunate to shut the link so minimal damage here...I did see the name.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 10:07 AM
I wasn't even alive then, but his reputation lives on until today.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 21, 2006 at 10:09 AM
gosh, thanks for sayin' that, Edgar, now I feel ancient.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | November 21, 2006 at 10:12 AM
I've said this before...I was once a fan (I still blame it on drugs) and *GASP* saw him in concert.
I have seen the light.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 10:15 AM
Other songs from the sixties that won't be on Manilow's record:
10. Inna Godda Da Vida (Iron Butterlfly)
9. Why Don't We Do It in the Road? (Beatles)
8. They're Coming to Take me Away (I forget this guy)
7. Are you Experienced? (Jimi Hendrix)
6. Under My Thumb (the Stones)
4. Who are the Brain Police? (Frank Zappa)
3. Lick My Decals Off, Baby (Captain Beefheart)
2. Cold Sweat (James Brown)
1. Mairzy Doats (Doris Day)
4.
Posted by: mudstuffin | November 21, 2006 at 10:16 AM
I wonder how the blog's house would look festooned in TP? Just an idle speculation...
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 10:16 AM
*wonders if 30 years from now, an ancient Manilow will be recording "Yeah, Toast!!"*
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | November 21, 2006 at 10:18 AM
*seriously wonders why Wyo would wonder that*
Posted by: blurk | November 21, 2006 at 10:21 AM
mud, They're coming to take me away...by Napoleon XIV
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 10:25 AM
CH, maybe in a lovely shade of puke green...ya know...for the holidays.
Time to crank out that TPearshooter™???
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 10:26 AM
*shakes fist at Dave*
Dammit! Got me again, you foul scurvy rogue!
Posted by: Suzy Q | November 21, 2006 at 10:27 AM
blurk, seems to me that in the future, rights to all the good songs will be locked up, and guys like Manilow will have to make albums like, "Internet funnies of the 0t's"
or maybe not.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | November 21, 2006 at 10:34 AM
*zips in*
Siouxie, wasn't that a line in a Beatles song too?
I knew who the link was and I clicked anyway, because that's just how much respect I have for Dave and his opinions! If something's good enough for Dave, it's good enough for me...:)
Posted by: Eleanor | November 21, 2006 at 10:37 AM
Dave, man, that hurt.
*thinks Dave might like a squirrel delivered to his house in the belly of a snake*
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 10:39 AM
El - Please remove your lips from Dave's butt.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 10:40 AM
Least Dave didn't link to this.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 21, 2006 at 10:42 AM
El,
"The Magical Mystery Tour is dying to take you away.."
Posted by: Siouxie *Beatlemaniac* | November 21, 2006 at 10:46 AM
Hey no one clicked on my link. What are you, Chickens?
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 21, 2006 at 10:47 AM
Punkin...update on the P/T (Poo/Teacher) meeting???
Will baby poo be OK????
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 10:47 AM
Edgar, can't open the link/file
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 10:49 AM
Blurk makes you feel old, Wyo? 2 weekends ago while cleaning out the basement, I introduced my kids to the "turntable" and the "LP". Oddly enough the guys on the album covers had the same hairdos as my 14 and 12 year old have today. they haven't given the "phonograph" a rest yet. Its like they discovered the cotton gin or steam engine. Now that makes you feel old.
Posted by: lance | November 21, 2006 at 11:02 AM
Hmm that's odd. I can't open it either. But no one in their right mind would want to anyway. Alas, many people are in their wrong minds.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 21, 2006 at 11:04 AM
Dear God.
Is that Manilow singing the Beatles?
Isn't Edgar still dead? If not, can we arrange that? Blurk? Some air support, buddy?
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 11:04 AM
*stands with chest puffed out*
(okay, what else is new)
Little Poolet is, and I quote "Wonderful, bright, kind and talented" She is above average in every way. And quite
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 11:05 AM
Wyo, to make you feel even older, I wasn't alive in the 70s either.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 21, 2006 at 11:05 AM
Dave,
He is spinning in his very wet grave over your statement.
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | November 21, 2006 at 11:05 AM
oops......cute I mean
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 11:06 AM
NOW, blurk???
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 11:07 AM
What a beautiful child, Punkin!!
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 11:08 AM
Personally, I'm waiting for the Manilow Hip-Hop album.
Posted by: moodybut cute | November 21, 2006 at 11:09 AM
Thanks, CH! I made her myself! (No, actually she's my foster daughters' daughter - so, though she's not my blood-granddaughter, I love her like she is. Best thing that ever happened to me.)
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 11:12 AM
Thanks Siouxie! :)
Now I have the earwig, but it's a good one, so that's ok...
Posted by: Eleanor | November 21, 2006 at 11:19 AM
Punkin, she's adorable!!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 11:20 AM
The Poolet is beautiful, Punkin.
Now, can you stand and puff out your chest again?
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 21, 2006 at 11:25 AM
Thanks, Siouxie!!!!!
Her mother has basically abandoned her and her Dad, (who is a fetus himself) works two jobs just to live. So she spends most of the week living with us.
I WUV her!!!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 11:26 AM
Ham - Too risky - as this blog knows, someone could lose an eye.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 11:27 AM
Poohlet is the perfect eye salve for an incautious link-clicker. Thank you for sharing your joy.
Posted by: Ellasmom | November 21, 2006 at 11:29 AM
Sounds like you're doing a great job too!
Ham, it's true...Punkin's girls are "lethal weapons".
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 11:31 AM
There's no truth to the rumor, though, that's she's on the "no fly" list because of them.
Might be a tight squeeze in a coach seat, though. I guess that's one way to score free first class upgrades on a regular basis.
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 11:35 AM
dateline June 17, 2008: singer Barry Manilow turns 65, announces that because of the magnificently huge social security payments the democratic congress has set up, he no longer needs to make records.
millions of younger music-lovers, aware that their futures have been pillaged and looted by this move, cheer anyway...
Posted by: insomniac | November 21, 2006 at 11:41 AM
thanks for the pic Punkin', it has helped me with the post-manilow syndrome.
Posted by: wickedwitch | November 21, 2006 at 11:42 AM
Is it five yet? No?
Can I get a scotch with my breakfast, then?
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 21, 2006 at 11:44 AM
Gentlemanly behavior beaten into me at a young age prevents me from further comments on a lady's assets.
*Puts on safety glasses*
Posted by: Hammond Rye | November 21, 2006 at 11:46 AM
What a cutie, Punkin!
Posted by: nannie | November 21, 2006 at 11:53 AM
(hugs) for punking and the poolet. much to be thankful for. scotch for breakfast being another.
Posted by: crossgirl | November 21, 2006 at 11:54 AM
When I think back to the 60s, the first name that my peabrain came up with was Hugh Hefner. What does that say about anything?
Posted by: Rusty1 | November 21, 2006 at 11:54 AM
I think germ warfare is the only solution. You can't sing if you have pneumonia...
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 21, 2006 at 11:57 AM
BOOOOO for the pic of manilow, YAAAYYY for the pic of poolet, very cute kid.
Posted by: DavetheRed | November 21, 2006 at 12:06 PM
Next up Manilow does the Monster Ballads of the 80's.
Posted by: Art Vandelay | November 21, 2006 at 12:11 PM
Punkin she is ADORABLE 8^)
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | November 21, 2006 at 12:33 PM
Dave you could have written that but, I don't think it woukd have been received the same way.
Posted by: MrBill | November 21, 2006 at 01:03 PM
Thanks, all! I get to kiss her chubby widdle cheeks all day!!!
*sigh* I am SO lucky. (okay, not with the Manilow thing, but in all other ways)
Posted by: Punkin Poo | November 21, 2006 at 01:12 PM
Sheesh...my at-work robot won't let me look at the cute little child. What kind of sleazy exploitational non-profit am I workin' for, anyway?
Punkin...I'll check again when I get home. But I know you wouldn't lie.
Posted by: Betsy | November 21, 2006 at 01:23 PM
Punkin - too cute! You have much to be thankful for. I posted a pic of one of mine on my blog, but most of my shots are too blurry. I'm usually trying to catch something that's falling or stop one from electrocuting the other, you know, the normal kid stuff.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 21, 2006 at 01:30 PM
EARWORM!! EARWORM!!! AAAACCCCKKKK!!!
Edgar, you are SOOOOO foul!
Posted by: DeskDiva | November 21, 2006 at 01:56 PM
Laugh all you want, but the man sold over 200,000 copies of this CD in its first week.
I'm sure he doesn't mind your cute little amusements at his expense.
Posted by: JayBee | November 21, 2006 at 02:03 PM
JayBee - I heard Tibet bought 150,000 copies to supplement their marsh gas program.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 21, 2006 at 02:06 PM
I bought the other 50,000.
Skeet club was outta clay pigeons.
Them CDs are purty when they're hit with bird shot.
Posted by: blurk | November 21, 2006 at 02:39 PM
Mudstuffin: Wow. Captain Beefheart. Now I've got Sufficiently Breathless for an earworm.
Ah well, it could be worse.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | November 21, 2006 at 02:50 PM
I don't know why all you guys are so down on Manilow. His cover of "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vita" is really swell...
Posted by: tonymus | November 21, 2006 at 02:57 PM
Good tunes all..what makes him think he can improve on the originals?
Posted by: Stevie W | November 21, 2006 at 03:13 PM
Cuz stevie...he "writes the songs that make the whole world sing..."
*shoots self in thigh*
OUCH
Posted by: Siouxie | November 21, 2006 at 03:14 PM
Punkin what a cutie! Give her a snuggle for us.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 21, 2006 at 03:29 PM
Somebody get Shatner on the phone. Have him do some Manilow songs. That'll teach Barry to mess with the classics.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 21, 2006 at 04:34 PM
You know, for a guy who has had both hips replaced and had a gajillion Botox injections, Barry doesn't look half bad.
Posted by: This Won't Hurt A Bit | November 21, 2006 at 04:35 PM
That's because he's been spending weekends at Bernie's.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 21, 2006 at 04:44 PM
Yeah, Dave got me. The only known antidote is Warren Zevon, which I'll administer in liberal doses (hey, that's how Z would have done it) as soon as I get home.
Poor, Poor Pitiful Me...
Posted by: jamester | November 21, 2006 at 05:09 PM
I didn't expect Manilow to be wearing heavy makeup! And is that a really old photo, or did he have his face lifted?
OK, from what I've read above, probably almost no one else looked at the photo long enough to be sure.
Posted by: Kristina L. | November 21, 2006 at 10:39 PM
Dave didn't get me this time!
I did, however click on the second link. That poor, sick, demented man is clearly crying our for help.
Posted by: AlanBoss | November 22, 2006 at 01:16 AM
Interesting thoughts. Capturing the Sixties is difficult without capturing the music and the effect it had on us daily.
You cannot help but smile when you go to Youtube to the music video called the "Sixties Generation"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unGGZZ9ytSM
The "Sixties Generation" video reminds us that every week there was new music to put a smile on our faces
Posted by: Rob | September 21, 2007 at 08:09 AM