Welcome to the Café. Tonight for your enjoyment and viewing pleasure we present:
Our opening scene shows Family Man and George approaching a small pond filled with FROGS, a single
oboe emits a haunting melody.
But Wait – A 4-wheeler with mother and daughter is barreling through the woods? The daughter, Rory, is yelling Luke. Violins crashing in a crescendo.
Family Man speaks to George. “Gee Mr. Peabody – I meant George, what could that be”?
George stares at Family Man through his horned rimed glasses and says” Sherma – Family Man we need
to find —– the “Others”.
Where Family Man, George, a moose & squirrel sent into the past by the WAYBAC machine?
Are they “Lost” on an island after a plane crash with —- the “Others”?
Will the Gilmore Girls ever get their shit together?
Or, is this a bunch of bullshit and you just want to talk?
The orchestra plays Intermezzo
Let the story continue with help of the café. Pictures are appreciated.
Welcome Newcomers, Lurkers, Playwrights and Everybody.
Rude, crude, and lewd language is encouraged, but remember, I’m hosting my first café, so be kind.
ROTFLMAO!!!! Why do you think Luke could never committ. He was waiting for me to come along and sweep him off to the big city where he can be a little country and a lot happy!!!
While searching for coconuts, George and Family Man come upon a swimming hole and find themselves staring at the shapely secret inhabitants of the island as they discard their fig leaves and bathe in the cool water.
“George” said Family Man “that one in the middle has the pastiest skin I’ve ever seen”
Is there, like, a reason why you are so mercilessly picking on my skin tone? So I have no tan lines anywhere and my face is the same color as my ass, so what? ;p
You’re no good — did you ever stop to think what a BAD song that is?
This better be worth a FEW cookies:
Rory:
Feeling better when I think of you
Feeling better ’cause I so love you
I learned my lessons, I’m out of school
Now I see that you’re really cool
Luke:
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
I’m gonna say it again
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
Rory:
You’ll break mom’s heart, a heart that’s gentle and true
But I don’t care, because I want you
I’ll beg her forgiveness on bended knee
But I can’t help it, its all about me
Luke:
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
I’m gonna say it again
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
Rory:
I’m telling her now that she’s in the way
Forget about her Luke cause I’m having my way
Luke:
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
I’m gonna say it again
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
Oh, oh no
You’re no good
You’re no good
You’re no good
Baby you’re no good
I was mistaken in saying the Girl scouts discriminate and want to thank IndyLib for correcting me. I did some quick searching on the web and it turns out I have been wrong about them and should have done my homework. I guess I will have to buy several boxes of cookies the next time I see one of the little darlings out selling them. I can always take them to work and share. This is one time I am really glad I was wrong!!!!
We polito-queers are always boycotting things and we miss half the good stuff, it’s horrible, lol, so I’m glad to help you feel better about enjoying one of life’s little pleasures.
the musical becomes an operatic version of Finnegan’s Wake, thus:
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet, an’ to rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he’d a sort of a tipplers way but the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on his way each day, he’d a drop of the craythur every morn
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
One morning Tim got rather full, his head felt heavy which made him shake
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and they carried him home his corpse to wake
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out upon the bed
A bottle of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
His friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
First she brought in tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
Biddy O’Brien began to cry, “Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see,
Tim avourneen, why did you die?”, “Will ye hould your gob?” said Paddy McGee
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Then Maggie O’Connor took up the job, “Biddy” says she “you’re wrong, I’m sure”
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
Then the war did soon engage, t’was woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Mickey Maloney ducked his head when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scattered over Tim
Bedad he revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed
Saying “Whittle your whiskey around like blazes, t’underin’ Jaysus, do ye think I’m dead?”
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
A seriously quick hello. I’ve been mad crazy busy with grading papers, so I feel guilty spending any time on line. I’ve been lurking a little during lunch and my prep period, but that’s been it.
I still have tons to grade, but I’m slowly clearing the paperwork.
I’ll try to stop in this weekend with that 6 month anniversary diary. OMG, tomorrow is the 6 month anniversary to the date that we landed home with Andrew.
YEEEEEEEEEEE HAW!!!!!!! Tony I wish you many many years of joy and love since you have so much love and joy to share with us all and with your wonderful bundle of happiness.
Welcome to the Café. Tonight for your enjoyment and viewing pleasure we present:
Our opening scene shows Family Man and George approaching a small pond filled with FROGS, a single
oboe emits a haunting melody.
But Wait – A 4-wheeler with mother and daughter is barreling through the woods? The daughter, Rory, is yelling Luke. Violins crashing in a crescendo.
Family Man speaks to George. “Gee Mr. Peabody – I meant George, what could that be”?
George stares at Family Man through his horned rimed glasses and says” Sherma – Family Man we need
to find —– the “Others”.
Where Family Man, George, a moose & squirrel sent into the past by the WAYBAC machine?
Are they “Lost” on an island after a plane crash with —- the “Others”?
Will the Gilmore Girls ever get their shit together?
Or, is this a bunch of bullshit and you just want to talk?
The orchestra plays Intermezzo
Let the story continue with help of the café. Pictures are appreciated.
Welcome Newcomers, Lurkers, Playwrights and Everybody.
Rude, crude, and lewd language is encouraged, but remember, I’m hosting my first café, so be kind.
Please drink liberally. It’s almost Friday.
Your musical is wonderful but the poster is absolute genius!
and I’m so much more in the mood for a musical than an opera
if you know what I mean
Thanks Andi. It was hell to make George get his eye that wide.
great GG references.
When do we sing?
Your the GG expert, so you have to make a song about how Rory secretly has the hots for Luke. In word form of course. π
that’s really kind of disgusting — after all, he’s LUKE. He would be disgusted by rory having the hots for him. Cause he’s a great guy and all.
Yes but this musical has twists and turns.
Here’s a twist for you. I take Luke away from both of them and we live happily ever after. LOL
Why do you think I was so happy to see ya. I knew if anybody could put a twist in this show it was you. π
ROTFLMAO!!!! Why do you think Luke could never committ. He was waiting for me to come along and sweep him off to the big city where he can be a little country and a lot happy!!!
That’s the refinsh I know. Luke never had a chance.
But you better watch out for maryb, I hear she’s might jealous when it comes to Luke.
I don’t like this twist. If Lorelei doesn’t get Luke he’s obviously meant for me.
Well, too late honey. we are on our way to maui for the honeymoon after a quick wedding in Canada. LOL
You know, I have a lot of gay friends. And none of them are good carpenters or know a hammer from a wrench. So I think Luke is just using you.
I know quite a few gay carpenters so I ain’t worried and I just love the way that tool belt fits him. LOL
I hear a couple of songs in my head “If I were a carpenter and you were a lady, etc.”
And “If I had a hammer.” I’ll bet we could come up with some interesting variations.
If I had a hammer I’d refinish Luke’s love until he was unrecognizable.
ROTFLMAO!!!!
I told maryb was good. Don’t throw any song her way unless you mean it.
I ain’t no lady but I know how to work a tool. ROTFLMAO
So your a Handy Man.
I can hear refinish singing it now:
Hey babe, I’m your handy man
I’m not the kind to use a pencil or rule
I’m handy with love and I’m no fool
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can
If your broken heart should need repair
Then I’m the man to see
I whisper sweet things, you tell all your friends
They’ll come runnin’ to me
Here is the main thing I want to say
I’m busy 24 hours a day
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can
OMG I use to shag(dance) to that song at the beach. LOL
In many ways. LOL
I’ll tell you what — you give me the piece of music and I’ll do the lyrics.
In other words, name the song.
You don’t want me to name the songs because they’ll be all old.
OK maryb. Linda Ronstadt, You’re no good.
a cookie, will you do a song?
I’m not sure why anyone would want me to do a song — have I EVER demonstrated songwriting talents on this blog?
But I’ll do almost anything for a cookie.
Because you are maryb. If anybody could pull the whole thing together……
While searching for coconuts, George and Family Man come upon a swimming hole and find themselves staring at the shapely secret inhabitants of the island as they discard their fig leaves and bathe in the cool water.
“George” said Family Man “that one in the middle has the pastiest skin I’ve ever seen”
FM said, George is she one of the “Others”. I thought it up, but I’m clutching here.
Obviously she must be one of the Others. With that pasty skin she couldn’t have been on the island very long.
Yea but what do the others have to do with Rocky & Bullwinkle and the Gilmore Girls.
This can keep getting stranger. π
Is there, like, a reason why you are so mercilessly picking on my skin tone? So I have no tan lines anywhere and my face is the same color as my ass, so what? ;p
Indy you couldn’t be one of the others. You are one of the stars of the show.
There you go workin’ that Southern charm again, Family Man.
Indy how could I never be nice to you. Plus I can’t afford to loose one of my stars. π
yet another example of the oppression of white people
Heh, I’m too white to even be white people — I’m more or less transluscent.
I have just now laughed myself into an asthma attack.
Hey, Rocky! Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat!
With Andi picture below, I’m just worried what might be pull out a hat.
Hmmmm… Don’t know my own strenth….
It’s amazing what you can do when ya try.
I love your hubby’s picture. LOL
You’re no good — did you ever stop to think what a BAD song that is?
This better be worth a FEW cookies:
LOL Mary. I’m still laughing. Your good. You’re wasting your talents as a lawyer.
See I told you not to ask me for the song.
If this is YOUR cafe, why am I working so hard?
and where are my cookies?
Refinish is going to buy us all enough to put on 10 pounds.
But, I’ll give you 3 boxes for that song.
wow, three boxes of cookies for that crap? Maybe I WILL quit my day job.
I told you, you have talent. Than again, look at the premise for the musical and you can tell I know musicals. π
3 boxes of each flavor!!!!
of each flavor? That’s a LOT of cookies.
You have to build your energy for the Saturday deliveries. LOL
You don’t fool me.
You want me to eat ALL those cookies so that Luke won’t want me anymore.
You, you , you
cookie pusher
I heard that Luke had told Lorelai to put some weight on. Mary here’s your chance.
Well, here is some icecream to go with them. LOL
I was mistaken in saying the Girl scouts discriminate and want to thank IndyLib for correcting me. I did some quick searching on the web and it turns out I have been wrong about them and should have done my homework. I guess I will have to buy several boxes of cookies the next time I see one of the little darlings out selling them. I can always take them to work and share. This is one time I am really glad I was wrong!!!!
Good for you refinish. Now buy enough so we call all put on 10 pounds. Don’t let katiebird see that.
LOL I will have to do it this weekend before I join the gym next week to get rid of the blubber I put on dutring my time at home this winter. LOL
Just remember when you’re doing your reps to think – Girl Scouts good, Boy Scouts bad.
Don’t eat crow! Eat Girl Scout cookies! ;p
We polito-queers are always boycotting things and we miss half the good stuff, it’s horrible, lol, so I’m glad to help you feel better about enjoying one of life’s little pleasures.
LOL Trust me I will
Still, refinish, I think body-slamming that Girl Scout was a little much.
actually it was the troop leader and I guess I understand the mullet now. LOL
the musical becomes an operatic version of Finnegan’s Wake, thus:
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet, an’ to rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he’d a sort of a tipplers way but the love for the liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on his way each day, he’d a drop of the craythur every morn
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
One morning Tim got rather full, his head felt heavy which made him shake
Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and they carried him home his corpse to wake
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, and laid him out upon the bed
A bottle of whiskey at his feet and a barrel of porter at his head
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
His friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs Finnegan called for lunch
First she brought in tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch
Biddy O’Brien began to cry, “Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see,
Tim avourneen, why did you die?”, “Will ye hould your gob?” said Paddy McGee
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Then Maggie O’Connor took up the job, “Biddy” says she “you’re wrong, I’m sure”
Biddy gave her a belt in the gob and left her sprawling on the floor
Then the war did soon engage, t’was woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage and a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Mickey Maloney ducked his head when a bucket of whiskey flew at him
It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scattered over Tim
Bedad he revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed
Saying “Whittle your whiskey around like blazes, t’underin’ Jaysus, do ye think I’m dead?”
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn’t it the truth I told you? Lots of fun at Finnegan’s Wake
Jaysus
I’m a great believer in shillelah law
I ran out of cookies but I do have this for you and growthrate for your lyrical efforts.
That is mary’s portion right?
I don’t know what the heck it is, but I’m all over it.
Grazie Andi. Un deserto il più meraviglioso.
Oh, Family Man! You know what it does to me when you speak Italian!
Well I think I can speak about 27 languages. I’d have to check to see. π
I’ve got time. π
Gracias SN. ¿Cómo el strick español usted?
I do not understand. But Spanish just doesn’t do it for me.
Ik loop uit van talen.
Um…no.
why am I picturing Gomez and Morticia?
you big faker
Who Me?
That’s okay, I fake too. Oh, you’re talking about languages.
Well we were, but if you want to tell us more, we’re listening. π
Hey, not so fast —
Looks like there’s plenty for everybody.
Thanks, Andi!
growthrate, you can have all of it. I’m really not very hungry right now. :::sniff:::
Oh that a lie. I know it, I know it, I know it. Plus you’ve got to flesh out for Luke.
Yes but unless she has an operation I’ve got her beat in one area. LOL
No, I’m not hungry. I don’t think I’ll ever be hungry again. I’m going to waste away until I’m as translucent as Indy. I’m an artiste you know.
ROTFLMAO!!!!!
Yes I don’t believe Mary either. She’s trying to put a little turn in the story to get Luke.
well we can send sookie the cook from the Inn to fatten mary up. LOL
I don’t know. I heard Mary talking about tearing off hands and arms this afternoon.
Yeah, those were my hands and arms she was talking about, too. You’ll notice I haven’t tried to take any of her cookies.
but I gave you ALL of the tiramisu
which was quite a sacrifice for me because I love tiramisu
growthrate you amaze me.
A seriously quick hello. I’ve been mad crazy busy with grading papers, so I feel guilty spending any time on line. I’ve been lurking a little during lunch and my prep period, but that’s been it.
I still have tons to grade, but I’m slowly clearing the paperwork.
I’ll try to stop in this weekend with that 6 month anniversary diary. OMG, tomorrow is the 6 month anniversary to the date that we landed home with Andrew.
Congrats Toni. I’m looking forward to some more pictures of Andrew. Cute as a button.
Thanks. May I gratuitously pimp my diary – Lobby Day 2006? No link, I’m on my way to bed, but I hope that you all have a good evening.
Hi TT and happy, happy anniversary.
Thanks Andi. Have a great night.
YEEEEEEEEEEE HAW!!!!!!! Tony I wish you many many years of joy and love since you have so much love and joy to share with us all and with your wonderful bundle of happiness.
Wow, busy night FM. How’s George holdin’ up’ Maybe the Mystery Guests’
Faithful Companion
will give him a hand…don’t think he’ll be much help with the dishware tho.
Peace
LOL dada. I think you’ve captured George’s iron will.
I have to get my beauty sleep to keep Luke Happy and 4:30 am comes early. LOL
Night refinish.
I’m off to bed too. Night, everyone.
Great job, Family Man!
Night SN.
Is the show over?
Almost, you know I’m geriatric like Andi.
This was a great idea. It was a lot of fun.
And a great first day for your cafe hosting duties.
Thanks maryb. But I bow to the Queen of the Cafe. Your talent is legendary.
Thank you. I’ll remember you when I make it to the big time at TPM cafe.
I’m trying to come up with an ending, but I can’t leave you in a basement wasting away, writing songs, and waiting for the delivery man.
maybe its meqnt to be a serial
just type
TO BE CONTINUED …
Excellent. Eloquent but short.
Froggybottom Mystery Musical Cafe – Closed for now.
TO BE CONTINUED.