Missung song lyrics is what prompted this blog, this day and still makes me laugh out loud.
My own personal lyric butcher is from Rock the Casbah by the Clash. Correctly sung it goes the shareef dont like it, Rockin the casbah, Rock the casbah. I sing it Sherreee don't like it, bussing the cash bar, bussing the cash bar. The funniest one I found online was a missung lyric to Martina McBrides' song "Independence Day" Let Freedom ring! Let the wine dogs sing! The actual lyrics are "Let the white doves" sing."
In songs and in life we worry far too much about getting everything right. Just make it up, belt it out, sing along with whatever’s in your head. Most of the time, nobody will even notice, and when they do, you will ALL get a good laugh out of it, and who can't use a good laugh.
Make me laugh. Tell me YOUR most famous missung song lyric?
Monday, March 31, 2008
Dawn Song
All you have to do is start….there I did it I pushed out my first blog sentence. Being new to the blogosphere, I approached it the way I always do with the unknown, a Google search. I typed in “birth of a blog.” My intention was to find out if it was too cliché to start your blog with birth references.
My first hit was “enjoy birth,” having given birth many, many years ago, my memories of the wonderful event, although fuzzy, did not include enjoyment so I continued on. The next hit was home birth, then birth stories, and I quit when I got to birth trauma deciding that “pushed out” would be my only birth reference, cliché or not.
There seems to be so much pressure the first time you do anything new. So I’m glad that I am no longer a blog virgin. Now, I can get down to the really important stuff.
I am experiencing a personal rebirth (sorry can’t seem to get off the birth thing), a kind of spiritual regeneration. This blog is my way to share my journey, write about my insights, about what inspires me, and to hear about your journey, and what inspires you.
In contrast, I also like to write about off-the-wall random things that amuse me and hear back from the amused others among us.
My first hit was “enjoy birth,” having given birth many, many years ago, my memories of the wonderful event, although fuzzy, did not include enjoyment so I continued on. The next hit was home birth, then birth stories, and I quit when I got to birth trauma deciding that “pushed out” would be my only birth reference, cliché or not.
There seems to be so much pressure the first time you do anything new. So I’m glad that I am no longer a blog virgin. Now, I can get down to the really important stuff.
I am experiencing a personal rebirth (sorry can’t seem to get off the birth thing), a kind of spiritual regeneration. This blog is my way to share my journey, write about my insights, about what inspires me, and to hear about your journey, and what inspires you.
In contrast, I also like to write about off-the-wall random things that amuse me and hear back from the amused others among us.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)