Right about the same time that we got this from the library, Rocky mysteriously began talking to "Jo Jo" every time that she pretended to talk on the phone. She's either pretending that she's talking to her friend Joel whenever she picks up the TV remote, or she's talking to Donny. In a loin-cloth. With really bad hair extensions. Bum-bum-bummmm.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Rocky's favorite songs, pt. 3; the Jo Jo song
In all truth, what else needs to be said than Donny Osmond in a loin-cloth? A: nothing. We checked out this version of Joseph from the library a couple of months ago. Now, Rocky asks us to sing the Jo Jo song to her every night before she goes to bed. Marci knows all the words, but I usually just hum the tune and then say "go go Jo" a few times.
Right about the same time that we got this from the library, Rocky mysteriously began talking to "Jo Jo" every time that she pretended to talk on the phone. She's either pretending that she's talking to her friend Joel whenever she picks up the TV remote, or she's talking to Donny. In a loin-cloth. With really bad hair extensions. Bum-bum-bummmm.
Right about the same time that we got this from the library, Rocky mysteriously began talking to "Jo Jo" every time that she pretended to talk on the phone. She's either pretending that she's talking to her friend Joel whenever she picks up the TV remote, or she's talking to Donny. In a loin-cloth. With really bad hair extensions. Bum-bum-bummmm.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Rocky's favorite songs, pt. 2; School of Rock(y)
I don't consider myself that much of a Stevie Nicks fan; in my ignorance, I always just assumed this was a Fleetwood Mac song. Rocky, on the other hand, was singing along to this song when it came on in the car before the end of the first chorus: "Ooohh, baby, oohh, baby oooohh". As far as music videos go, this one is definitely the lamest of the bunch, if it can be considered a music video at all. On the pros side of the list though, check out those boots that give Stevie another nine inches to her stats sheet. Also, what doesn't say consummate sex symbol like a cockatoo and frizzy hair back-lit by a blue light? HOT!!!!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Rocky's favorite songs, pt. 1
Rocky loves music, and always knows exactly what she wants to hear to satisfy her aural cravings. I'm going to post the music videos to her favorite songs (in no specific order) once a day for a few days so that Rocky can share what she loves. It will also be nice to have all the videos in one place for the times that she needs to be kept busy doing something other than tormenting her sister.
This first video is by the male acapella group at the U of O called On The Rocks. Another of their videos for this same song went viral, and now has over seven million views. Consequently, they've been invited to be on a new acapella group TV show that starts in a few weeks, so you'll have to look for them. It's a cover of a song called Bad Romance (the original singer is Lady blah-blah, or Lady Gaga or something; apparently she's kind of famous). Rocky asks for this song by saying "I want romance", and really, how can you say no to that. After watching the video today, she said "I can't see romance, where's the romance daddy?"
This first video is by the male acapella group at the U of O called On The Rocks. Another of their videos for this same song went viral, and now has over seven million views. Consequently, they've been invited to be on a new acapella group TV show that starts in a few weeks, so you'll have to look for them. It's a cover of a song called Bad Romance (the original singer is Lady blah-blah, or Lady Gaga or something; apparently she's kind of famous). Rocky asks for this song by saying "I want romance", and really, how can you say no to that. After watching the video today, she said "I can't see romance, where's the romance daddy?"
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Rocky's Babies
Here's Daisy and Rocky's latest featuring Rocky's current favorite song.
You can go to Marci's blog for the details on why Rocky picked the names that she did.
You can go to Marci's blog for the details on why Rocky picked the names that she did.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
How Daisy combats writer's block
I have about ten blog posts swimming around my head, and I don't have the time for any of them right now, so this isn't officially a post, it's just a reminder that Daisy is ridiculously cute, especially when she's not doing anything (which is all the time).
Daisy got her shots today and slept most of the day. So now when she should be asleep, she keeps herself busy by destroying an innocent piece of paper. She's probably noticed that every time her dad isn't paying attention to her, it's because he's reading something for school. Therefore, she has taken it upon herself to destroy all the paper in the house so that there is not anything competing for her attention. Sound logic, if you ask me.
Daisy got her shots today and slept most of the day. So now when she should be asleep, she keeps herself busy by destroying an innocent piece of paper. She's probably noticed that every time her dad isn't paying attention to her, it's because he's reading something for school. Therefore, she has taken it upon herself to destroy all the paper in the house so that there is not anything competing for her attention. Sound logic, if you ask me.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Paul the prognosticating octopus or why I love soccer, Pt. 1
Well it's been over four months since I've posted (even though I did write a post the other day, but I couldn't get the video to work and I never published it; I'll try to get it put up in a few days) and there's been plenty of stuff that I've wanted to write about, and hopefully I'll get to them before I go back to teaching. The main reason I haven't written despite not studying and not teaching is that we've been absorbed in Spain's amazing run to the World Cup finals.
I consider myself a huge soccer fan, but the truth of the matter is, I don't really pay that much attention to it most of the time. But then, every four years, the greatest sporting event in the world takes place (note: not the Olympics) and I live and breathe soccer for a month straight. In four years I'll probably have some real responsibilities/something resembling a career, so I'm pretty sure that I'll never be able to follow the World Cup so closely again. Luckily for me, Spain has had their best World Cup tournament ever, so it's been perfect that we've been able to support "La furia roja" so much.
I love soccer because it is so much more than a game or a sport. There are some people here in the US for whom football or basketball stops being a game and becomes a way of life, but it's never on the global scale that soccer is life for billions of people around the world. The World Cup is able to freeze entire continents in its tracks and make whole countries hold their breath at the same time. The craziness that is soccer is also able to create national heroes/villains in the most unlikely of places. In Germany for example, there is an octopus names Paul that correctly picked all of Germany's games as they steamrolled their way through the tournament, and he/she/it quickly became a celebrity in the fatherland. Before the last semifinal though, it picked Spain to beat Germany, and it was easily swept underneath the carpet because Germany was also supposed to pound Spain. But a beautiful header from Carles Puyol ensured that Paul kept a perfect record and sent Spain to their first ever World Cup final.
I consider myself a huge soccer fan, but the truth of the matter is, I don't really pay that much attention to it most of the time. But then, every four years, the greatest sporting event in the world takes place (note: not the Olympics) and I live and breathe soccer for a month straight. In four years I'll probably have some real responsibilities/something resembling a career, so I'm pretty sure that I'll never be able to follow the World Cup so closely again. Luckily for me, Spain has had their best World Cup tournament ever, so it's been perfect that we've been able to support "La furia roja" so much.
I love soccer because it is so much more than a game or a sport. There are some people here in the US for whom football or basketball stops being a game and becomes a way of life, but it's never on the global scale that soccer is life for billions of people around the world. The World Cup is able to freeze entire continents in its tracks and make whole countries hold their breath at the same time. The craziness that is soccer is also able to create national heroes/villains in the most unlikely of places. In Germany for example, there is an octopus names Paul that correctly picked all of Germany's games as they steamrolled their way through the tournament, and he/she/it quickly became a celebrity in the fatherland. Before the last semifinal though, it picked Spain to beat Germany, and it was easily swept underneath the carpet because Germany was also supposed to pound Spain. But a beautiful header from Carles Puyol ensured that Paul kept a perfect record and sent Spain to their first ever World Cup final.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Announcing...
After much hoopla and brouhaha, it is my great pleasure to announce the arrival of Daisy!!!!! She was so eager to see this big world that she had heard all about, and for that reason, she rushed through that whole labor thing so fast that the doctor hardly had time to get into the room to catch her on the way out. Not only is she the most beautiful I've ever seen, but in a paradox that would knock Confucius on his back, she is beautiful and she looks like the squinty old guy on Big Trouble in Little China, as evidenced by this picture:
You should go to Marci's blog here to see the rest of the pictures and videos that we put up.
You should go to Marci's blog here to see the rest of the pictures and videos that we put up.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
¡Guau, Guau! ¡Cra, Cra! ¡Miau, Miau!
Here's Rocky's latest foray into multimedia. She wanted to take a more active approach to contributing to my class. The chapter we just began is about the environment and nature, so she decided to just whip up this little instructional video of animal sounds in Spanish. She knows a few more animals with their corresponding onomatopoeias than she shows off here, but she was having trouble finding the motivation to perform.
For the record, frogs in Spanish don't say rib-bit, they say cra.
For the record, frogs in Spanish don't say rib-bit, they say cra.
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