FRIDAY RANDOM TEN

Here it is Friday, and I am esconced happily in my hotel room in the bowels of Sweat City - uncharacteristically unsweaty right now - digesting a Barbecue Dinner I enjoyed at Goode Company courtesy of Mr. Crap himself, Laurence Simon, and his lovely wife Gina...whose sole fault is that she consistently and forcefully refuses to ever let me pay for dinner. Her town, her rules, I suppose.

Tomorrow afternoon, She Who Must Be Obeyed will join me here so that we may attend a Fancy-Ass Banquet courtesy of the Great Corporate Salt Mine (Our Motto: A nice dinner is cheaper than a raise). Bright and early Saturday morning, it will be off to Denton, where we’ll be joining some family friends of long standing as they celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary. While we’re there, we will spend our spare moments squeezing our nephew William and niece Madison...’cos babies is fer squeezin’, ya know?

But meanwhile, there are Random Tunes to share with you, coughed up outta that little white iPod that we know and love so well. Listen up:

1. Monkey Lust - Leo Kottke
   
   Velociman’s theme song.
   
   
2. Cat’s in the Kettle - Weird Al Yankovic
   
3. Peaceful Inside - Moonraker
   
4. The City Sleeps - MC 900 Foot Jesus
   
5. Nothing Manly About Walking Around Singing Neil Sedaka - Ben Folds
   
6. Camarillo Brillo - Frank Zappa
   
   She had that Camarillo brillo
   Flamin’ out along her head,
   I mean her Mendocino bean-o
   By where some bugs had made it red
   
   She ruled the toads of the short forest
   And every newt in Idaho
   And every cricket who had chorused
   By the bush in Buffalo
   
   She said she was a magic mama
   And she could throw a mean Tarot
   And carried on without a comma
   That she was someone I should know
   
   She had a snake for a pet
   And an amulet
   And she was breeding a dwarf
   But she wasn’t done yet
   She had gray-green skin
   A doll with a pin
   I told her she was awright
   But I couldn’t come in
   (I couldn’t come in right then...)
   
   And so she wandered through the doorway
   Just like a shadow from the tomb
   She said her stereo was four-way
   And I’d just love it in her room
   
   Well, I was born to have adventure
   So I just followed up the steps
   Right past her fuming incense stencher
   To where she hung her castanets
   
   She stripped away her rancid poncho
   And laid out naked by the door
   We did it till we were un-concho
   And it was useless any more
   
   She had a snake for a pet
   And an amulet
   And she was breeding a dwarf
   But she wasn’t done yet
   She had gray-green skin
   A doll with a pin
   I told her she was awright
   But I couldn’t come in
   (actually, I was very busy then)
   
   And so she wandered through the doorway
   Just like a shadow from the tomb
   She said her stereo was four-way
   And I’d just love it in her room
   
   Well, I was born to have adventure
   So I just followed up the steps
   Right past her fuming incense stencher
   To where she hung her castanets
   
   She said she was a magic mama
   And she could throw a mean Tarot
   And carried on without a comma
   That she was someone I should know
   
   (Is that a real poncho? I mean...
   Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
   Hmmm...no foolin’...)
   
   
7. Flight of the Fly - Dan Hicks & His Hot Licks
   
8. Smoke - Ben Folds Five
   
9. Beat Box - Matisyahu
   
10. Don’t Let Me Down - The Beatles
    

It’s Friday. What are you listening to?