Let me indicate my current status. My favorite college team is slow and defensively inept. My favorite pro football's team coach recently dropped his pants to inspire his team at halftime. My favorite professional baseball team held onto the greatest villain of this generation to suck every last ounce of profit out of him at the expense of winning, and yea verily, are being severely punished with a weak farm system with no decent position players. My favorite professional basketball teams plays in a location where no US-born free agent dare sign and plays in a conference where they are practically assured of not playing for a championship. And I am a registered Republican. But I'm strangely energized by the dismemberment that took place last night. Suddenly, I want to attend Republican meetings and strategize how to run smart Republicans in PG county. Why? I'm not sure, but I have this demented obsession with siding with the losers and the chumps.
Flashback 1998: I am a freshman at BYU. I want to be different, to stand out. So, I decide to join the College Democrats (secretly hoping that they are all hot spunky girls from the East...don't ask). At the first meeting, there were a) very few people and b) girls, however this was 1998, Clinton was being impeached, and everyone at the meeting was talking about supporting Clinton. So that was short-lived.
The next few elections in Utah, I voted for such rotten candidates as Nancy Jane Woodside and Beau Babka for Congress, out of both disgust for the Republican candidate and because I didn't want to be part of the 65 percent that voted for the winner.
Flashback 1995: I am part of possibly the worst sophomore PE basketball team of all time. Call, Butler, and Stubbs, perhaps a brilliant law firm, an adequate accounting firm, a passable engineering firm, but a wretched basketball team. Short and skinny, tall and uncoordinated, and short and fat. Of course, for the first time ever in PE we actually kept our teams for two weeks and we got creamed every game. But, oh did we play with heart!
Maybe I'm energized because I feel like I betrayed myself. After all, I did vote for Steny Hoyer over Bootsy Collins for Congress mainly because Bootsy, is, well, crazy. Maybe it's because the Republican party has been pulverized. Maybe it's the excitement of feeling that maybe I could help someone beat Jack Johnson in 2010 (both the singer and the county executive). Or maybe because I enjoy losing but trying hard more than winning with lots of good people on the team
Flashback 1990: I am part of a 5th grade kickball jugggernaut featuring such luminaries as A. Keller, D. Robert, M. Stroshine, among others. We killed everyone. It was about as fun as eating dirt, especially because my contributions were nil.
And can you believe that there isn't an original music video of Eye in the Sky by Alan Parsons Project on youtube? Heresy! Anyway, the title of the post comes from my sister Adrienne who was brilliant at totally screwing up lyrics. She thought the "looking at you"s in the song were "energy." She also convinced us all that those men singing "Tequila" were really saying "alooja!" I'm not sure when I realized that it was "tequila" instead of "alooja," but I believe I was old enough to have known better. (My personal favorite is the Simple Minds song "Hypnotized" which Adrienne thought was a dirty song because she thought the lyrics "All I have left in my defense is my innocence" were "All I have left in my defense is my anal sense." Not sure what one's anal sense is (a sixth sense perhaps), but she thought it was dirty.)
3 comments:
Oh you're lucky I can laugh at myself, "Kill the World". For the entire human face.
Seriously. I'M the only one who messes up lyrics? How's about you who was thinking that line in INXS "Such a squeeze, a mad sad moment" was something ENTIRELY different?
And are we bringing up EVERYTHING in our past onto the posts now? Cuz I got dirt on you, bro.
I like the Jack Johnson beat down idea! Now if there was only some guy named John Mayer running that I could burn in efigy!
It was "for the entire uniplace" not "human face." You know, instead of the universe.
All I get is this image of Ade sock skating in the nursery school room to "Tequila." Ah, those were the days!
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