Roof Things / Friday 5

Friday, May. 26, 2006 - 10:04 a.m.

I took pictures of the fallout from the roof repair. I have a feeling I'm going to need them.

I'm not saying it's been awhile since the roof was done, but they found the skeleton of a dodo in the vent for the bathroom fan.

Maybe now that rattle will stop.

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The pictures will be posted in the next couple of days, so in the meantime, here's a Friday Five:

How many places have you lived in your life?

I've lived in California, and Washington, and Idaho.

Which was your favorite and why and what street was it on?

The house I grew up in and none of your business, mister identity thief.

If you could live anywhere for the rest of your life, where would it be?

On the street where you live.

What would your ideal home have in it?

Less clutter.

Can you describe your current crib?

Cluttered.

Link to the left.

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I just saw the news about Demond Dekker, the reggae singer whose song 'The Israelites' has been the subject of many 'misheard lyrics' sites.

He died of a heart attack at the age of 64.

The lyrics of the aformentioned song were a little hard to hear, and a commercial about Maxell media products used his song as an example of the difference between good cassette tapes and bad ones when they were mis-heard as:

Wake up in the morning, sleeping for bread, sir
Sold out to every monk and beef-head
Ohhh, Oh...Me Ears Are Alight

Why find my kids, they buck up and leave me
Darling cheese-head, I was yards too greasy
Ohhh, Oh, Me Ears Are Alight

When the song originally charted, I don't think I was listening to the radio quite yet, but its appearance in that silly commercial has made it -- and Dekker -- immortal.

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All right, my dears, that's it. Have a lovely Friday and if you are in the USA, a terrific long holiday weekend!

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