Wednesday, 7 March 2012
Two summers ago, Penny Lois Lane was introduced to Lake Ontario. She would wade in, then get frustrated and bark when the water reached her neck. Grumbling, she'd get out of the lake as fast as she could. She would not enter the water and learn to swim, so I carried her in and dropped her. She learned. But you gotta love the air-paddle, eh?
Monday, 5 March 2012
Now, don't get me wrong - I LOVES ME SOME 90s POP! But I also remember the madness....
Turn the volume up loud so you can hear the insanity. Oh, the 90s. What a classy decade you were. For some reason late-90s pop took on the kind of "WHAT DID THEY JUST SAY!?!!?" craziness that plagued late-80s hair-metal ("they say she's too young, but she's old enough for me", anyone? Ewwww) .
They're not even CLEVER with their collective ick-factor, they're just plain gross. They barely count as double-entendres or "Insinuendos", I like to call 'em.
Behold three, of many, pop songs that make me less-than-nostalgic for the 90s.