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Phew! Just got back from Disneyland! We spent Tuesday in Disneyland, Wednesday in California Adventure, and then Thursday going to both parks and hitting up any rides we'd missed earlier and repeating some rides again (like going on Pirates of the Caribbean like 5 times). So all in all, an awesome trip! I love Disneyland, just thinking about it makes me get all giddy. There were some minor annoyances, like the fact that I was basically a big gay fifth wheel with my parents and my sister and her boyfriend. Sooo that was kinda ":(" but oh well, not like I'm not used to it by now heh.
I think this is the first "family vacation" ever where there have been absolutely no arguments. I got pissed at my sister cuz she made some crack about "nerd magazines" and was a general bitch about it, but other than that everything went swimmingly. My sister and her boyfriend are still in California, they're driving up to San Francisco and stuff for a few extra days, so hopefully they won't get into any trouble heh.
Anyway! I've uploaded some pics already, to my LJ, with more coming soon. Soooo if you're someone who I know and would like to share the pics with, then you already know how to get to my LJ to see them. I'll put some up on Facebook too, eventually.
Recuerdo muy bien la primera vez que vi cantar al Gene Chandler, fue en la pelicula "Don't Knock the Twist" que en Guatemala se conocía como "Taconeos y zapateos al ritmo de Twist", salía vestido como el mago Mandrake.
Gene Chandler
Duke of Earl
1962
Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
As I walk through this world
Nothing can stop the Duke of Earl
And you, you are my girl
And no one can hurt you, oh no
Yes, I'm gonna love you
Come on let me hold you darlin'
'Cause I'm the Duke of Earl
And when I hold you
You will be my Duchess, Duchess of Earl
We'll walk through my dukedom
And the paradise we will share
Yes, oh, I
I'm gonna love you
Nothing can stop me now
'Cause I'm the Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
Duke, Duke, Duke of Earl
I'm gonna love you
Nothing can stop me now
'Cause I'm the Duke of Earl
To help the Mid-Ohio food Bank, they partnered with the Columbus Zoo. For every 6 cans of food brought in, you were given one free admission. With additional an two cans of food, parking was free. We walked our legs off and had a really good time all for a good cause.
Curtis Lee nació el 28 de Octubre de 1941 en Yuma, Arizona.
La canción Pretty Little Angel eyes llegó a la posición 10 en U.S.A. en 1961.
Fue acompañado en esta canción por el grupo vocal de R&B, The Halos. La casa disquera se llamaba "Dunes Records"
Pretty Little Angel Eyes
Curtis Lee and The Halos
Pretty little angel eyes,
Pretty little angel eyes,
Pretty little angel, pretty little angel,
Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little angel
(Ba-bom) ooooo-oo, ooooo-oo (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Ooooo-oo, pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes...
Angel eyes, I really love you so.
Angel eyes, I'll never let you go
Because I love you, my darlin' angel eyes.
(Pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes.)
Angel eyes, you are so good to me.
And when I'm in your arms you be so heavenly.
You know I love you, my darlin' angel eyes.
(Angel eyes, bom-bom-bom-bom)
I know you were sent from heaven a-bo-ove,
You rule my life with your wonderful lo-ove.
I know we'll be hap-py
For e-ter-ni-ty,
'Cause I know-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow
That our love is really real.
Angel eyes, I really love you so.
Angel eyes, I'll never let you go,
Because I love you, my darlin' angel eyes, angel eyes.
Pretty little angel eyes,
Pretty little angel eyes,
Pretty little angel, pretty little angel,
Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little angel
-------------
(Pretty, pretty,pretty)
(Angel eyes) Angel eyes, I really love you so.
Angel eyes, I'll never let you go.
Because I love you,
My darlin' angel eyes.
(Pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes)
Oooooo-oo, oooooo-oo (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Oooooo-oo, oo, oo, oooooo
Oo-oo-oo-oo . . . .
Esta preciosa canción fue lanzada en 1963.
DENISE
Randy & The Rainbows
Oh, Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, Denise
Oh, with your eyes so blue
Denise, Denise
I've got a crush on you
Denise, Denise
I'm so in love with you
Oh, when we walk
It seems like paradise
And when we talk
It always feels so nice
Denise, Denise
I'm so in love with you
Your my dream and I'm in heaven
Every time I look at you
When you smile it's like a dream
And I'm so lucky
'Cause I found a girl like you
Oh, Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, Denise
Oh, won't you hold me tight
Denise, Denise
Oh, can we kiss goodnight
Denise, Denise
I'm so in love with you
Oh, Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
I'm in love with you
Denise, dooby doo
If you remember this guy from almost exactly a year ago, well, he's still around:
There's been another rabbit hanging around with him, too, though she (?) is much more shy. I'll post a photo of them together if I can. Cute couple.
I think I got about four hours of sleep last night, so these might be interesting, and not in altogether good way, but rather a sleep-deprived, random, scattered way.
Anyway.
1. I'm watching Regis and Kelly, and they've got this 11-year-old math genius. I'm all about fostering intelligence in one's kids and encouraging advanced education, etc. That's precisely why, if I have kids, I'm going to homeschool them. (Well that, and the fact that I don't want the liberal-choked teacher's unions to warp their brains.) However, I think the parents of kids such as this 11-year-old math whiz are doing them a great disservice by not teaching them social skills. I'm not saying they should be all pop-culturally oriented or whatever. However, they should be able to carry on a freaking conversation and be able to, I don't know, emote. Seriously. This kid was a robot. Jimmy Kimmel (guest-hosting) and Kelly were being friendly and funny and asking him different questions, and he barely responded. Never cracked a smile or really even changed expression. It was kind of pathetic.
2. I watched Grey's Anatomy last night because I forgot to cancel my Season Pass and honestly, I can't believe that a couple weeks ago, I was absolutely raving about its post-strike return and yet last night was ridiculous and uneven and pandering and did I mention ridiculous? It's pretty sad when a show I used to revere for its characterization has painted normal, sweet, emotionally stable characters like Lexie and Rose as being somehow, I don't know, abnormal or, in Rose's case, almost villainous. Cristina behaved so out of character last night I almost didn't recognize her. Don't get me started on the stupid, unrealistic and insipid Callie-Hahn storyline. The writers ruined what was an awesome storyline -- and Emmy-worthy performance by Elizabeth Reaser -- when they took the Rebecca-Alex story down the ill-fated soap opera path it's on. I'm so glad Reaser is getting her own show in The Ex List next season, and am even more excited that she'll be playing Esme Cullen in Twilight come December. Steve Betz and I commiserated on the decline of Grey's recently and he made a point that I whole-heartedly agree with: the decline started as soon as the writers started trying to tell the stories of too many characters. Sloane, Callie, the despicable Hahn, even the Chief and Bailey -- they're minor, supporting characters. Frankly, I could care less about their personal lives. Perhaps Steve's best point was that Bailey was always the rock and I loved her unshakable, "at work" mentality and how she was such a stabilizing force for the interns/residents. Now that isn't the case. I don't want to see her fall apart. Anyway, I find I just don't care about this show anymore. At all. And though there are no details forthcoming, if ABC president Steve MacPherson's comments (and the analysis of those comments) are to be believed, Shonda's planning some drastically different directions for the show next season that nobody is all that enthused about. I'm glad to be getting off the train before it derails.
3. The Office finale was probably the best episode of its season, and maybe the best since "Casino Night." I loved it and didn't even notice that it was an hour -- and I'm one of those who believe super-sized episodes are too much of a good thing. The cold open was HILARIOUS, and my obsession love for Jim Halpert (and John Krasinski) has been heightened. If that is possible. (Is cloning really so immoral if it's used for good -- namely so that Cori and I can both have him?) I wasn't spoiled, but I figured that Jim and Pam wouldn't get engaged, only because we knew it was coming, and so how would it be a surprise or somehow shocking if it happened in the finale? I am so glad the writers have fixed Pam because as I've said before, my love for her has returned to Season 1 and 2 levels and I'm happy to forget Season 3 Pam. Also, how great is Amy Ryan as the very Michael-like Holly? I look forward to seeing more of her next season.
4. The penultimate episode of Bones was beyond awesome. Best this season, and that's saying a lot, because Bones is one of those shows that -- almost non-traditionally -- has gotten better with each season. I am regularly amazed at how frakking funny David Boreanaz is. His comic timing is unbelievable. And it goes without saying that his chemistry with Emily Deschanel is fantastic. I am so excited that John Francis Daley has been brought on as a regular cast member instead of just recurring. It's so weird to see him all grown up after watching him as the tiny, adorable Sam Weir on Freaks and Geeks, and I now have a ginormous crush on him. He's so very Acronym-y.
5. The first part of the House finale -- "House's Head" -- was phenomenal. As with Bones, best this season, even topping the awesome post-Super Bowl episode. Hugh Laurie is bound to get yet another Golden Globe and Emmy nomination for this performance alone, and gee, maybe he'll even win the Emmy this time. It's long past due. The man is brilliant. Also, as an unimportant aside, I can never call Thirteen by her real name. The first and last names don't go together. At all. And her first name is...weird. So yeah. Thirteen it is.
6. No, I haven't watched the first part of Lost's three-part finale, because there's just the little matter of the four previous episodes I still have to watch. And I know, as always, I'm setting myself up to be spoiled -- and I already know a couple of things -- but I'm looking forward to diving face-first into, like, five (what better be) spectacular hours of the best show on television.
7. If you didn't see my previous post, you must check out the bits of Fringe and Dollhouse that have leaked. They both look awesome -- especially Fringe -- and I expect Fringe alone to replace a woefully derailed Heroes as the sci-fi cult show of the moment. It could possibly reach Lost heights.
8. And because I wouldn't be my obsessive self without a mention, I thought I'd post a yummy Edward Cullen picture. Because last night in my four hours of sleep, I dreamed that he turned me into a vampire. It was...lovely, and I definitely didn't want to wake up. Would that any boy (especially one this dreamy) look at me like this...
One of my dear friends that I went to Middle school with has a baby that is one month older than Baby M. We celebrated her birthday last weekend. It was so much fun. My friend had this beautiful party and fairy princess theme. She made little ballerina tutu's for all the little ones and had little butterfly wings for all the girls to play dress up with.
Here are some of the pictures:
FOX has released a three-minute trailer for Fringe -- also known as the show that has me almost as impatiently excited as the Lost pilot -- and you can bet that trumps any personal post from me.
I was freaking out while I watched it. The X-Files wishes it was ever this freaky.
And if that weren't enough, about 72 seconds of the Dollhouse pilot have surfaced.
I believe my exact reaction after watching both back-to-back was something along the lines of -- and I'm trying to get the exact wording and inflection -- HELLS YEAH!
(Also? Tahmoh Pinkett is HOT. I thought so all during my love affair with Battlestar Galactica and I'm just hoping we get to see him lose the suit.)
