Monday, April 17, 2006

Great Googally-moogally.

Can someone tell me where the phrase in the title of this post comes from? I'm just curious because I've been saying a lot lately. That might have something to do with WOOOOOOOOORK. grrrrrrrrrrrrr. I'm squeezing everything into the last possible moment with my planning right now. It's partially because I forget about tiny details, partially because I have some many competing projects, partially because I procrastinate, and entirely because I'm new at this and have to spend minutes doing things that will probably take me seconds when I get the hang of this. Good times. Eventually, I will be a good source for information on finding cheap airfare and car rentals. Right now, if you even mention those words in my presence I believe I will give you a killing look and then wrap up the proceedings with an immediate and thorough psychotic break.

In other news, Easter rocked the house. The services went well. I spent Easter dinner at the home of a family from church, the mother of whom is the friend I wrote about here. They had another family over, so it was interesting to have a conversation about our booklists interrupted by children shouting about the hose being turned upon them and whether or not the cat should be playing with Easter basket filler. I did a lot of laughing, I'll say that. I think I succeeded at not totally making a fool of myself in front of the real grown-ups. The other family left in the evening, and I hung out for a while longer being regaled with descriptions of American Girl dolls and by the repeatedly shouted phrase "chicken in Swahili" from their son, who would be the reincarnation of my Brother J were it not that J is very much alive. Yes, their son E is boistrous, athletic, stubborn, also loud, and overall hilarious. And he's really into shouting the phrase "chicken in Swahili" in piercing tones. Awesome.

The rest of the weekend was a blur of church services, shopping (buying such varied items as shoes [!], grass seed, halogen flood lamp bulbs, and sunglasses which promptly lost a screw and became useless to me). Ah, modern life.

Tonight I intend to consume delicious fajitas and too many margaritas with Mr. T and one of his friends, but in order to be able to go I have to a get some more work done, so HEIGH HO, HEIGH HO, IT'S BACK TO WORK I GO . . .

4 comments:

slb said...

The title of your post is from the nickelodeon show "Maggie and the Ferocious Beast". If I wasn't the nanny for a 3-year-old there's no way I'd know this! :-)

P.S. I'm sure you're swamped with people asking you to design blog templates for them, but if you ever get to the bottom of your list and have room for ONE more... I'd love a few changes! Thanks E!

Mair said...

J. Morgan says that "great gooogally-moogally" is from the Snicker's commercial, where the old man meticulously paints the end-zone and then sees that he painted "Chefs" instead of "Chiefs". He exclaims your wonderful title and then eats a Snickers. :o)

CharlesPeirce said...

Hey, eap, do you know where I can find some cheap airline tick...

*GAK*

(that was you eviscerating me)

Anonymous said...

Before Nickelodeon and the Snickers commercial, Frank Zappa said it in his song "Nanook rubs it" on the Apostrophe album released in March 1974.