02 September 2006

football

an odd assortment of people in midtown today---most of it football people here for the tech-notre dame game tonight---tailgate parties in parking lots over by spring street----and it's black gay pride weekend----which means bulldogs and environs will be busy busy busy----and i was out walking the dog and got stopped by this very white dutch couple and their infant----they saw my amsterdam tshirt and i guess it made them get all mushy about home or something---chat chat chat and pet the dog----a fighter jet has been flying over, the third time now---and helicoptors---

and derrigibles---but it was always the goodyear blimp----since when did it become the outback blimp---

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

i'd be more likely to get into trouble at the tailgate parties than at black gay pride. dale earnhardt look-a-like daddies and "fear this" emblazened on rear auto windows....feels a bit like gwinnett county.

Anonymous said...

THE BLIMP! THE BLIMP!

THE MOTHERSHIP!

Anonymous said...

Master master
This is recorded thru uh flies ear
'n you have t' have uh flies eye t' see it
It's the thing that's gonna make Captain Beefheart
And his magic band fat
Frank it's the big hit
It's the blimp
It's the blimp Frank
It's the blimp

When I see you floatin' down the gutter
I'll give you uh bottle uh wine
Put me on the white hook
Back in the fat rack
Shad rack ee shack
The sumptin' hoop the sumptin' hoop
The blimp the blimp
The drazy hoops the drazy hoops
They're camp they're camp
Tits tits the blimp the blimp
The mother ship the mother ship
The brothers hid under their hood
From the blimp the blimp
Children stop yer nursin' unless yer renderin' fun
The mother ship the mother ship
The mother ship's the one
The blimp the blimp
The tapes uh trip it's uh trailin' tail
It's traipse'n along behind the blimp the blimp
The nose has uh crimp
The nose is the blimp the blimp
It blows the air the snoot isn't fair
Look up in the sky there's uh dirigible there
The drazy hoops whir
You can see them just as they were
All the people stir
'n the girls knees trembles
'n run 'n wave their hands
'n run their hands over the blimp the blimp
Daughter don't yuh dare
Oh momma who cares
It's the blimp it's the blimp.