Saturday, April 29, 2006

Eject! Eject! Eject!

It is official: we are getting out of the hellhole in the hood. Two days ago we signed the papers on a small duplex rental in a nice, quiet suburban neighborhood. It's really small, only 2/1, but we won't have to worry about being knifed on our way to the mailbox, or being awakened at 2am by the Jerry Springer episode happening in the adjacent building's parking lot, complete with bass booming from a tricked out Caddy that's loud enough to interfere with submarine navigation in the frikken Pacific! We will use the next, and hopefully last, year of renting to save up for the down payment on a house of our own this time next year.

And, in a more personal and narcissitic note, I am now the answer to life, the universe, and everything. :-)

Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday, dear Marius
Happy birthday to me.

And wow, I totally missed my one year blogging anniversary earlier this month.

Happy blogday to me
Happy blogday to me
Happy...

sorry.

:-)

Oh, and one more thing. If you have heard about the Star Spangled Banner being recorded in Spanish, here's my take on it. When I first heard about it I was not in favor of it. "Damn thing should be sung in English" quoth my inner Archie. But then I heard some snippets of it on the radio, and I actually like it. I still haven't heard the whole thing, but what could be more American than adding the National Anthem to the melting pot? Think about it; the first inhabitants of this land did not speak English. The first non-natives to come here were Vikings. Then Italians. Then Spaniards. And finally English folks. Yes, the 'official' language of the US is English, but where's the harm in celebrating our polyglot past by transcribing the most recognizable song in the country into any of the other languages spoken here? I'd love to hear it in French, Creole, Portuguese, Russian, German, Finnish, hell even Klingon or Pig Latin. We are a patchwork nation, and to try to deny or ignore that fact is just plain bigotry. So bueno suerte to all who would exercise their First Amendment right to mess with whatever song they wish...just please don't try another cover of Stairway to Heaven. That would be blasphemy.

;-)

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Actually, I think the 'natives' moved here first.

Ld. T

Anonymous said...

That is to say why arent we all speaking say.. Commanche? Or Apache? or the primitve form of Mongolian from when they crossed the land bridge?

Ld. T

Marius said...

the first inhabitants of this land did not speak English

That's who I was referring to in the above line. And I'm not up on my archeology, but were the Mongols Mongols when our fuzzy ancestors crossed into Alaska?(granted the distinction between Mongols and cavemen is pretty fine, but there is a slight difference) ;-)

Anonymous said...

Thats what I get when I try to read in a hurry. :P

Ld T

Turtle said...

Happy Natal Day, Marius! How did you get to be 42? We used to be the same age! Weird!

Gratz on getting of of your gated ghetto.

And I'm kind of divided on the Anthem thing. Part of me says who cares, let them express themselvs however... Another part says that we are the UNITED States, as in all parts melded into one unit. One. Guess I'm just gonna ride the fence on this one...

Akasha said...

Happy birthday!!!

Congrats on getting out of the hellhole. And good luck with the house purchase!

Muah!

;)

pikaresque said...

1. Hapyy Birthday.
2. Happy Blog-versary
3. Happy moving out of da hood.
4. I am in fact part Cherokee
...so all you f**kers get off
my land.
p.s. I thought the tablet read:
"Give me your tired, your poor;
your huddled masses yearing to
breathe free..." etc
Happy Sunday Everyone
and Buenos Dias
Pikaresque

Turtle said...

Not anymore, Pik... She now carries a baseball bat and says, "You want a piece of me??"

pikaresque said...

I hear you Big T!
Hope you had a
super-dee-duper Bday
Big M.
P :)