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How To Dolphin Correctly.
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It’s hot
It’s so hot, I saw a dog chasing a cat and they were both walking. It’s so hot, I saw two fire hydrants fighting over a dog. It’s so hot, the potholes in were filling themselves with asphaltic runoff. It’s so hot, kids are carving their initials in train tracks – with bamboo. It’s so hot, my eyeglasses updated my prescription. It’s so hot, the incandescent bulbs feel cool to the touch. It’s so hot, the sidewalks are on strike and demanding more eggs. It’s so hot, I didn’t have to trim my nose hair. It’s so hot, we had to fire up the grill just to cool the patio.
It’s still hot.
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So I axed Bunkessa about the song she played last weekend on our patio hi-fi. She said it was “Our Deal” by Best Coast, a Beach Goth band from L.A. Never heard of the group nor the genre, but so what. I like the retro sound. [The video accompaniment is a Cliff’s Notes mime version of West Side Story.]
Okay, so what to post next? Let’s keep the retro thang going.
The Ray Beats were kinda Chantays, kinda Ventures, kinda Dick Dale and kinda NY punk in the late 70s/early 80s. In other words, kinda young, kinda wow.
Here’s another talent who dodged my radar: Bishop Bullwinkle and “Hell 2 Da Naw Naw.” Apparently it went viral in August and I’m late to the party [via]. Dude’s got a great message.
Have a great weekend folks. See you back here tomorrow, even if you’re headed out on a 3-day family road trip to See Ruby Falls.
Of course, everyone knows that the first Farmers In Space were the Amish, thanks to The National Lampoon.
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Go WZU or something. [Found here.]