Flight Of The Conchords @ MindSay

It may not be Wednesday night yet, but it soon will be...
Uh, huh, just a little something to keep you looking forward to the mid-week!

"Business Time" by Flight of the Conchords

Unghh
Girl tonight we’re gonna make love
You know how I know?
Because it’s Wednesday
And Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love
Tuesday night is the night that we usually go to your mother’s place and I teach
her how to use the video machine again
But Wednesday night is the night that we make love
It’s when everything is just right
You’re not too tired from your afterwork social netball team practice
There’s nothing good on TV.
Mmmmm...
Conditions are perfect for making love.
You turn to me and say something sexy like, “I might go to bed. I’ve got work in
the morning.”
I know what you’re trying to say, baby.
You’re trying to say “Aww, yeah. It’s business time.”
It’s business
It’s business time
I know what you’re trying to say
You’re trying to say it’s time for business
It’s business time
Ooh
It’s business
It’s business time
Aww aww yeah yeah
The next thing you know we’re in the bathroom brushing our teeth
That’s all part of it, that’s foreplay.
Foreplay is very important in love making
Then you go sort out the recycling
Which isn’t part of the foreplay, but it’s still very important
That’s not foreplay, but it’s still very important.
Then next thing you know we’re in the bedroom
You’re wearin’ that same old ugly, baggy T-shirt with a stain on it that you got
from that team-building exercise you did for your old work several years ago
“Team Building Exercise ‘99”.
I take off my clothes
But I trip over my jeans ‘cause I’m still wearing my shoes
But it’s okay because I turn it all into a sexy dance.
The next thing you know I’m wearing absolutely nothing
Except for my socks
And you know when I’m down to my socks what time it
It’s business time
It’s business
It’s business time
When I’m down to my socks it’s time for business
That’s why they’re called business socks
Ooh
It’s business
It’s business time
Aww aww yeah yeah
Making love
Making love for
Makin love for two
Making love for two minutes
When it’s with me, you only need two minutes, girl
‘Cause I’m so intense
Two minutes in heaven is better than one minute in heaven
You turn to me and say something sexy like, “Is that it?”
I know what you’re trying to say, girl
You’re trying to say, “Aw yeah, that’s it”
And then you tell me you want some more
Well, uh...
I’m not surprised
But I am quite sleepy
Mmm
It’s business
It’s business time
Business hours are over, baby
It’s business
It’s business time

I've been listening to a lot of "Flight of the Conchords" recently and one of my favorite songs of theirs is "Robots".  It's a musical narrative about the distant future (the year 2000) and how the robots have killed all human life and have taken over the earth.  And they killed all the elephants, too, but that's a separate matter.

I assume that if there ever were to be a robotic uprising, there would be resistance fighting, much like in the world of the Terminator series.  I can't pictures humans just being eradicated without a fight.  Even in the FotC version where the humans are killed with poisonous gasses (they poisoned our asses), I believe there would either be some immunities or numerous pockets of people that are not hit by the initial and follow-up deployments of the gases that have traces of lead.  There would be survivors and they would fight for freedom from the new robotic overlords.

I would not be one of these people.  This has nothing to do with pacifism or my inability to win a fight against anyone, including a toddler.  This would be a conscious decision on my part to do whatever the robots wanted, including dying, because robots are fucking cool.

I would happily do anything the robots wanted me to do.  I would bend over and get anally violated by the robots if that's what they wanted me for.  I would smile, grab my ankles, and scream, "Give it to me, Robo-lover!  I'm a bad, bad human!"

Not fighting for the survival of the human race?  I really am a bad human.

My favorite song of the day is by a band who I can only describe as funky folk.  Often they are portrayed as geeks trying to "make it" in a big, bad world that just doesn't understand the true sexiness they embody.  The following video is a new one for "all the ladies in the world" and I hope it hooks you onto their music as it has done me.  The song is a remix, too, found on their album and not the version done in their HBO television series.  I've become a little obsessed with these guys.  It's hard not to.  As you will soon see and hear when you check out the following:

Something Special

(For All the Ladies in the World)
by Flight of the Conchords

*J: Ooohhh....ooooh....
I just wanna, I just wanna
B: Just wanna do something special for all the Ladies in the World
J: Oh yes (J)
B: Just wanna do somethin’ special
J: Ah (J)
B: For all the Ladies in the world
J: Is that possible? (J)
B: And the gir-rls
Don’t forget them girls
J: Caribbean
B: (Ladies)
J: Parisian
B: (Ladies)
J: Bolivian
B: (Ladies)
J: Namibian
B: (Ladies)
J: Eastern Indochinian
B: (Ladies)
J: Republic of Dominican
B: (Ladies)
J: Amphibian
B: (Ladies)
J: Presbyterian
B: (Ladies)
J: Outta sight
B: Amazin’ ladies
J: Late night
B: Hard workin’ ladies
J: Erudite
B: Brainy ladies
J: Hermaphrodite
B: Lady-man-ladies
J: Oh you sexy hermaphrodite lady-man-ladies
With your sexy lady bits
And your sexy man bits too
Even you must be in to you ooo ooo
B+J: All the ladies in the world
I wanna get next to you
Show you some gratitude
By makin’ love to you it’s the least we can do...
B+J: If every soldier in the wo-orld
Put down his weapon and picked up a woman
What a peaceful world this world would be-eee...
B+J: Redheads not warheads
Blondes not bombs
We’re talkin’ about brunettes not fighter jets
J: Oooh Oooh it’s got to be Sweet 16’s not M-16’s
When will the governments realize it’s got to be funky sexy ladies?
B: I have a vision and all I can see
Is all of you with ‘a all of me
In a world of peace and harmony
Where every lady gets a little piece of Bret-y
J: I’ve been to Paris, Wellington and Amsterdam
And a wham-bam, Merci, Danke, thank ‘a you ma’m
I don’t care if you’re ugly or you’re skanky or you’re small
I just wanna do a little something special for y’all...
B + J:All the ladies, in the world, you deserve it, Girrrrrrl...

 

*(J is for Jemaine, B is for Bret)

I fed my mother dinner at the nursing home.  It's weird to be the one to feed her now.  It is karma.  She used to do the same for me when I was little. We watched "Water Horse: Legend of the Deep" and were amused by the lil' Loch Ness Monster's antics.  The movie was great and renewed my interest in mythic beasts again (I was obsessed with the Loch Ness Monster when I was 9/10 years old).  Tomorrow is a brother and sister day; me and Mark are going shopping in Appleton or, as I like to call it "hunting for treasure!"  We each are going to find our Mom something weird or unique (hence the "treasure" part).  Of course we're also hunting for gifts for each other. 

 

It's good to get in touch with family every now and then.  Never know how long we have with each other. 

 

I'm trying to convince my brother to watch Flight of the Conchords tonight.  Nothing like great novelty folk music to keep the spirits happy.  The Lord of the Rings and David Bowie parodies are to die for!  *sigh* I love Bret and Jemaine.  They rock my world.  I'm also convinced they'll rock yours, too. 

 

Yep, mothers out there, happy day!  Treat yourselves to the movie and tv series I talked about above.  Nothing like a great fantasy to keep your reality in check, once the little ones are asleep, that is...

My weekend was wildly nominal, as per usual.

Friday, I went out for "drinks" with two pals. They did the majority of the drinking as my purpose was other (ie; potential mating or something to that effect). Well, it's hard to gauge how things went because nothing went particularly bad but during a conversation about music, I chirped in by announcing that I "fucking hate The Beatles" and was shot a look by the woman in question as if I emphatically stated "I am a cannibal and I prefer to barbecue infants that I kidnap from their adoptive parents." Weird night.

Saturday, I worked for a while, came home to do homework and ended the evening at a family party, flipping between the Sox game and the Bears game. Though the Sox dropped 2 of 3 to the Mariners, it was nice to see Josh Fields hit his first career grand slam to make it a game Saturday night. Despite what some nerds are saying, I believe that he is a superstar in the making and I becoming his biggest fan of late. The bright side is that the Mariners are for real and look to be in the playoff hunt this season. It will be nice to see some new blood in October....I hope. It'll be even better it October is Yankee-free.

Sunday started with our first softball doubleheader. I was a bit unsure as to how we'd match up since I know nothing of this new league I joined but I quickly found out that we are atrocious at best. Every single player on my team was swinging for the fences and missing. Nobody was trying to hit into the gaps. It was a mess. I padded my stats nicely though as I am the current leader with a .750 batting average, several hundred points higher than anyone else at this time. I also lead the team in RBI's with 2, which is quite sad actually. Between the 2 games, we managed 5 or 6 runs and got whomped in both games. Still, it beats the former uncertainty of trying to assemble on game on Sunday's from before. After finishing up my homework, I watched The Transporter 2. I have to say that it was better than the original. It was absolutely loaded to the brim with Velveeta and ridiculous action but it wasn't as if I was expecting anything but. Jason Statham is one of my favorite recent actors and though I'd like to see him get some different and higher profile roles in the future, he does make an otherwise stupid looking film a hell of a lot of fun to watch.

Oh yes, the newest episode of Flight Of The Conchords was probably the best one in weeks. I cried more than a few times. Rhys Darby is my newest hero. I love his hair.