Seriously, I don’t think there’s a single person on the planet who doesn’t get the reference. I think babies who died infancy three hundred and forty-nine years before the reference was originally made, all get the reference. Your grandmother gets the reference.
Ed Gedeon has been a vital part of our Narbonic/Skin Horse family for many years. I had the great pleasure of dining and writing a filk with him a couple years ago, and I was struck by what a great guy he is, alongside all that talent. Ed’s wife Joan died on February 15th. I was away and just discovered this, so it may be news to some of the other readers as well.
Manifesta
tune: “Devil with the Blue Dress On,” Shorty Long & William “Mickey” Stevenson, 1964
Fee fee fi fi fo fo fum
Lookin’ mighty nice, here she come
Wearin’ a hat on an android head
Not the red fez, the flat blue instead
Wearin’ a flower in her pinned-up hair
Doctor Ao calls her, she’ll be right there
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
That handsome doctor has caught her eye
Hopes that he won’t see through her big lie
Hiding in A-Sig in Bubbles’ bod
Those Mads can’t tell that she’s acting odd
So Sweetheart runs to her dinner date
The dining hall’s strict, so she can’t be late
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
Stop trying on hats,
Move upstairs, Darling.
It’s time for a chat,
Move upstairs, Darling.
Dr Ao’s plans fell through, so now he’s asking you to the hall.
You weren’t waiting for his call!
The mealtimes are prompt,
Move upstairs, Darling.
And M’s getting stomped,
Move upstairs, Darling,
Although it’s a trial, your blanket denial’s working well,
As far as you can tell.
Glad to see everyone’s holding up their end in edduard’s absence. Here’s mine. From “All Revved Up With No Place to Go,” Meat Loaf. (More or less.)
I was nothing but a lonely girl looking for something in hats
And you had plans for dinner that fell through.
You called me between a fez and a flattop, so I had,
I had nothing else to do.
I was a civil servant, a paid-leave clerk.
And when this mission came, I was out of work.
Every time that you called
I didn’t take it slow.
All dressed up and someplace to go.
I was nothing but a lonely Canadian girl,
Sneaking in concealed in a drone.
You were something that made me stay jacked in.
Eager for a call on the phone
I was out of my quarters and I ran up the stairs,
Since the dining hall was like musical chairs.
So every time you called,
I had the need to know.
All dressed up and somewhere to go!
Tune: “I’m Just a Girl That Can’t Say No”, lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein
It ain’t so much a question of not knowin’ what to do;
I’ve know’d what’s right an’ wrong since I’ve welped!
I’ve heerd a lot of stories, and I reckon they are true,
But now I’ve started making denials that can’t be helped.
I know I mustn’t keep trying hats for fit,
But when I see a chapeau…..I furgit!
I’m jist a dog that must say no,
And for that grammar I must fix
Dr. Ao always says “come on, let’s go”
Jist when I ortn’t say nix!
So the dresses and hats were absolutely left there to distract Sweetheart. And somehow it worked perfectly. Which means. It’s someone who knows all her weaknesses.
I would have went with the fez.
😉
Fezzes ARE cool. *nods*
Only if you are Moroccan
My Fez was bought in Fez in the ’50s by my great-uncle, so that’s cool.
No, they’re ALWAYS cool.
Or a nice Panama!
With a purple hatband?
I don’t think most of these readers got the reference.
Seriously, I don’t think there’s a single person on the planet who doesn’t get the reference. I think babies who died infancy three hundred and forty-nine years before the reference was originally made, all get the reference. Your grandmother gets the reference.
Some things are just that over exposed.
What reference?
I like taj’s better. They flatter my face shape. & they’re prettier.
Ed Gedeon has been a vital part of our Narbonic/Skin Horse family for many years. I had the great pleasure of dining and writing a filk with him a couple years ago, and I was struck by what a great guy he is, alongside all that talent. Ed’s wife Joan died on February 15th. I was away and just discovered this, so it may be news to some of the other readers as well.
You can offer condolences at eagedeon(at)yahoo.com, or at Ed’s Everyday Heroes strip: http://www.webcomicsnation.com/eddurd/everydayheroes/series.php. You can also make a memorial donation to the American Cancer Society—the link is at: http://www.tributes.com/obituary/show/Joan-Ruth-Gedeon-102200846.
Manifesta
tune: “Devil with the Blue Dress On,” Shorty Long & William “Mickey” Stevenson, 1964
Fee fee fi fi fo fo fum
Lookin’ mighty nice, here she come
Wearin’ a hat on an android head
Not the red fez, the flat blue instead
Wearin’ a flower in her pinned-up hair
Doctor Ao calls her, she’ll be right there
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
That handsome doctor has caught her eye
Hopes that he won’t see through her big lie
Hiding in A-Sig in Bubbles’ bod
Those Mads can’t tell that she’s acting odd
So Sweetheart runs to her dinner date
The dining hall’s strict, so she can’t be late
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
Doggie with a blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Doggie with a blue dress on
Tune: “Move Over, Darling” Doris Day
Stop trying on hats,
Move upstairs, Darling.
It’s time for a chat,
Move upstairs, Darling.
Dr Ao’s plans fell through, so now he’s asking you to the hall.
You weren’t waiting for his call!
The mealtimes are prompt,
Move upstairs, Darling.
And M’s getting stomped,
Move upstairs, Darling,
Although it’s a trial, your blanket denial’s working well,
As far as you can tell.
Glad to see everyone’s holding up their end in edduard’s absence. Here’s mine. From “All Revved Up With No Place to Go,” Meat Loaf. (More or less.)
I was nothing but a lonely girl looking for something in hats
And you had plans for dinner that fell through.
You called me between a fez and a flattop, so I had,
I had nothing else to do.
I was a civil servant, a paid-leave clerk.
And when this mission came, I was out of work.
Every time that you called
I didn’t take it slow.
All dressed up and someplace to go.
I was nothing but a lonely Canadian girl,
Sneaking in concealed in a drone.
You were something that made me stay jacked in.
Eager for a call on the phone
I was out of my quarters and I ran up the stairs,
Since the dining hall was like musical chairs.
So every time you called,
I had the need to know.
All dressed up and somewhere to go!
It’s just as well Sweetheart’s unlikely to meet Niue in the asylum… 🙂
Denial may be more than a river in Egypt, but Sweetheart is still sailing down it in the royal barge, being gently fanned with the proper paperwork.
Why didn’t she take one of the hats after all that time trying them on? 🙁
Because he’d know it wasn’t hers?
D’aw! I love Sweetheart’s little blush!
Tune: “I’m Just a Girl That Can’t Say No”, lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein
It ain’t so much a question of not knowin’ what to do;
I’ve know’d what’s right an’ wrong since I’ve welped!
I’ve heerd a lot of stories, and I reckon they are true,
But now I’ve started making denials that can’t be helped.
I know I mustn’t keep trying hats for fit,
But when I see a chapeau…..I furgit!
I’m jist a dog that must say no,
And for that grammar I must fix
Dr. Ao always says “come on, let’s go”
Jist when I ortn’t say nix!
So the dresses and hats were absolutely left there to distract Sweetheart. And somehow it worked perfectly. Which means. It’s someone who knows all her weaknesses.