Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Gary Corby's a Bad Influence

So, for the past couple of days I've been having fun playing in the comments section at Gary Corby's blog. Specifically, this post in which some of us have been joining him in coming up with punny songs for ancient times. For example, I Want A Girl Just Like The Girl That Married Dear Old Dad by Oedipus.

In self defense, the poor man has suggested maybe I should post some of mine here, so brace yourselves and here they are:

Lady Echidna by The Beatles: (Slightly tweaked from the version at Gary's house)

Lady Echidna
Monsters at your feet.
Don't want to think about what they eat.
Lernaean Hydra,
coiled at your breast,
wonders who you're going to feed the rest!
Heracles arrives without a suitcase.
Beware Argos, creeping like a nun.
Send Cerberus down to guard the hot place.
See how folks run!

A few more titles:
Since I Fell For You by Icarus.
Like A Rolling Stone by Sisyphus.
Rock You Like A Hurricane by Poseidon.
Homeward Bound by Odysseus.
Don't Cry For Me, Sweet Niobe
If You Think I'm Sexy by Narcissus.
and a duet by Nelson Eddy and Echo: When I'm Calling You- ooo-ooo-ooo! Ooo-ooo-oo! Ooo-ooo-ooo!

And finally, the song I woke up with and have had stuck in my head all day. (I'm going to record an audio version. If I can figure out how I'll post it later. Consider yourselves warned!)

(To the tune of Battle Hymn of the Republic)

my! Have you read the story
of the mating of the gods?
There was Zeus and all his girlfriends.
It was really pretty odd!
Seems the big guy liked to bonk things
that were hooved and furred and clawed.
When all roads led to Rome!

He fell in love with Io and
I swear she was a cow!
It seems that there was nothing
his mores would not allow.
Then they called him "an Olympian"
We'd call him "redneck" now!
And all roads lead to Rome!

In his pursuit of Romance,
Zeus was always very bold
He made love to Princess Danae as
a shining shower of gold
Though I always wondered how the hell
The story never told.
And all roads lead to Rome!

I guess that in the old days
they were not afraid of sin.
Get caught making love to Fido?
Say, "the gods tricked me again!"
They loved wine and song and sex and
bestiality was in
When all roads led to Rome!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

When we diminish one group of people

it diminishes us all! Bloomsbury YA has "whitewashed" a book cover. Again. Story here.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Pass, past, passe

Okay, I'm probably preaching to the choir here (or talking to the wall), but I've been wandering around the Internet for the last couple of days and I keep seeing the same words misused again and again so I thought I'd point it out.

Goofing off on the Internet is a pastime, not a passed time.

Someone who has died has passed away, not past away.

"I saw something run past me," not "I saw something run passed me."

"We hung around and passed time," not, "we hung around and past time."