Where's The Cake?

Well. Time sure flies by when one is having fun.

DAMMIT JANET! is one year old. This was my inaugural blogpost.

When I turned to the weird world web for blogging inspiration, I found this, The Rocky Horror Picture Show in 30 seconds, re-enacted by bunnies!!! Could the WWW actually be ... Alice's Restaurant?

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant.

Absolutely, and all the rest of it too, as Arlo Guthrie set it down here. While reading those lyrics you might get a feeling that someone pushed the fast forward button. Because everything old has become new again. The authoritarianism of the 50's is being lovingly restored by Stevie and his Harpocrats - It's the New™ Government, peons!!!

There's an article in Ottawa Magazine (sorry, articles are not online, not even the table of content) this month about the changes on The Hill. It confirmed that Harper Conservatives are not your parents'; the PM has never debated a bill - in the Parliamentary definition of debate rather than the obfuscation his MPs practice - in the House of Commons. Never.

Dammit Janet: The Lyrics

Hey Janet (Yes Brad?), I've got something to say.
I really loved the skillful way
You beat the other girls to the bride's bouquet!

The river was deep but I swam it, Janet
The future is ours so let's plan it, Janet
So please don't tell me to can it, Janet
I've one thing to say and that's

Dammit, Janet, I love you...

The road was long but I ran it, Janet
There's a fire in my heart and you fan it, Janet
If there's one fool for you then I am it, Janet
Now I've one thing to say and that's

Dammit, Janet, I love you...

Here's a ring to prove that I'm no joker
There's three ways that love can grow
That's good, bad or mediocre
Oh J-A-N-E-T I love you so

Oh it's nicer than Betty Munroe had, oh Brad
Now we're engaged and I'm so glad, oh Brad
That you've met Mum and you know Dad, oh Brad
I've one thing to say and that's

Brad I'm mad for you too...

Oh Brad, Oh... dammit!
I'm mad, Oh Janet!
For you, I love you too
There's one thing left to do, and that's

Go see the man who began it
When we met in his science exam-it
Made me give you the eye and then panic
There's one thing to say and that's

Dammit, Janet, I love you...

Dammit Janet; Oh Brad, I'm mad
Dammit Janet; I love you!



Wikipedia.

You know you're a bad mother when...

you take your 12 year old daughter to a screening of the Rocky Horror Picture Show under the guise that Michael J. Fox – her crush at the time – is one of the actors.

During the movie she kept whispering in my ear and asking me when would his character show up. I eventually completely lied and said that he was one of the guests at the Time Warp party – there was a midget who looked remotely like him – after all what’s one more tiny prevarication when you’ve already sold your child a bill of goods anyway?

A few years later, when the RHPS became fashionable with high school crowds she could nonchalantly and coolly observe : “Rocky Horror Picture Show? Saw that years ago,” though still being reproachful that I had lured her to see it under false pretence.

Just one more bad mother moment, right up there with taking her to see “Watership Down”, a cinematic event she claims to this day traumatized her and gave her nightmares for years thereafter about that bunny bully General WoundWorth.

I always thought that Fiver had a touch of tranny rabbit.