It's been a songy day.

[sparklebutch]

Strange fun adventures and fantasy concepts,
Bright coloured mod boys and tweed Jazzy poets,
Howard and Vincey all tied up with strings
These are a few of my favourite things

Fishmen in tutus and coconuts singing,
Goth girls and Goth boys, bananas with things in,
Saturn and bright Moon exchanging their rings*,
These are a few of my favourite things

When the fen bite, when Real Life's shite, when I'm feeling sad
I think of the Boosh and how Mighty they are, and then I don't feel so bad!

[*yes, I know it's not in canon.... yet]
[Vague blame: accio_arse]



The next one is unrelated, it's a personal bit I wrote this morning,


On this random day of January my sister sent to me:
Over 8MB of garbage,
Including one .pps that I told her not to,
Two vids are boring,
One of which she (and my dad) already sent me before so it's the third time in a month I'm getting this and replying,
One sexist message about how mothers work and fathers don't lift a finger,
One ancient thing about having children and how you change from the first to the third,
And lots of text in Hebrew that takes me ages to decode!

*grumble, mutter*



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ETA - [estimated time of arrival of my brain, about five minutes after the post is made]:









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[caps from accio_arse][ideas from ceruleancat]

Comments

[dswdiane.livejournal.com]

Love your song and your pics. My sympathies on the junk from family.

Who on earth is Boosh? Not to mention Howard and Vincey?

[sparklebutch.livejournal.com]

The Mighty Boosh. Those would be the boys in the pics.

They are prettier in other pics. They are also fucking funny. We like 'em. You should like them too.