I have a weather toolbar on this here kimputer, and for some unknown weird reason, it suddenly changed over to the metric system. I can’t figure out how to get the temperature back into fahrenheit and the rainfall accumulation back to inches… so I’ve given up and just learned to convert really fast in my head. I could find another weather application thingie, but that requires too much effort. I’m lazy; I’ll just learn the metric system. it’s about time, too!
Let’s see… what else is new and exciting?
There was a little kid on the train this morning singing, “I’m leaving on a jet train” over and over. It was kind of cute, except for the fact that it got stuck in my head all day and is still there. It had better be gone by tomorrow! The only thing worse than having one phrase of a song stuck in your head forever is having it stuck in a little kid’s voice, with the wrong words. I think this might even be worse than having edited rap stuck in my head! “I got 99 problems but a ___ch’aint one”’s got nothing on “Jet train!”
Krustee, Squeals and I had this idea years ago that we were going to make a sequel to Brigadoon called Brigadoon 2050 or something. The story of Brigadoon is that it’s this idyllic Scottish highland village from the 1500s or something, and everyone in it was so awesome that God decided to spare them from having to deal with Reality. Thus he puts them to sleep for all but 1 day every hundred years. When the musical takes place, it’s the 40s or 50s, I think– a dude is out hunting in the highlands and stumbles across this weird-ass town and of course falls in love with the town hottie (Bonnie Jean) and has to decide if he wants to go back to the real world, or if, having known here for a couple of hours, he wants to sleep with her for the next 100 years (literally).
In Brigadoon 2050, the town appears in the remains of the Scottish Highlands, which is now a giant shopping mall. The earth is populated by giant mutant cockroaches leftover from the nuclear holocaust. It’s kind of like Max Max meets Logan’s Run… only a musical!
So yeah, for some reason I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately, and I really want to write it for real. I even have some lyrics scribbled down somewhere from train-induced inspiration. Should it be a play? A movie? A Book? a Short story?
Dammit, I have so many ideas and not enough time to sit around and work them out. When am I going to discover that I’m actually the love child of Rupert Murdoch and Queen Elizabeth, and that I’m about to inherit a zillion euros so I can retire?
