Monday, August 10, 2009

Monday Fun Forwards

Mondays. I usually like to jump into the work week with gusto. But it is summer. And it is hot. It's much more reasonable to sit in the air conditioning and procrastinate for a few minutes.

But it is good to look like you are working. Returning emails--which always seems to take a little longer on Monday mornings. Here's something fun that I found in my email box. Copy, paste and forward on to your friends.

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Instructions: Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to people you like and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think...

Pick Your Artist: The Beatles

Are you a male or female: Lady Madonna

Describe yourself: I am the Walrus

How do you feel: Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

Describe where you currently live: Across the Universe

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Strawberry Fields Forever

You and your friends are: Here, There, and Everywhere

What's the weather like: Rain

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Eight Days a Week

What is life to you: Magical Mystery Tour

Your last relationship: All My Loving

Your fear: No Reply

What is the best advice you have to give: All You Need is Love

How I would like to die: I'll Follow the Sun

My motto: Let it Be

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Woot! Zombies!

My four year old niece introduced me to a new exclamation about a year ago: "Woot berries!" she exclaimed in a moment of pure joy. Knowing that kids are inventive, but not THAT inventive, I procured my Encyclopedia Brown detective skills.

"Where did you learn that phrase?" I asked.

"I dunno," she replied.

"Is that from a movie? Or a cartoon? Or a book that you've read?"

"I dunno," she replied again, this time shrugging her shoulders.

"Do any of your friends say that? At school? " I probed again.

"I don't know!" she said, this time enunciating each word with emphasis as only a three year old can, stomping her right foot with each syllable.

And that was the end of that.

Months later, I've noticed the word "woot" showing up in emails and blog posts and flyers at the YMCA. Hmmmm. Time to look "woot" up on Urban Dictionary. Now I know. And you do, too.

I'm thoroughly enjoying this book, which one might not expect to hear about on NPR. Plan ahead and suggestion it for your October Book Club selection.