maybe it was a re-run, i don’t know, but the simpsons on sunday had a scene that made me laugh out loud…
lisa and homer went to paint houses for ‘habitat for humanity’ and homer was having fun…he’s painting and lisa comes up to him and says ‘dad,what’s that?’ and homer says ‘well, bart does graffiti where he writes “”el barto”” so i’ve written…’ and the camera pulls back to reveal that homer has painted “”el ho mo”” in giant purple letters.
and then he squawks when he realizes what he’s done. it was another perfect simpsons moment.
and then later when homer comes out of the elephants mouth and says ‘i came out of his mouth, right? cos i already showered once today.’

that’s it. just being a post-adolescent simpsons fan, sitting in front of my computer and sharing my love of the simpsons with people on the internet.
i can’t say that i’m the first person to have done that, huh.
moby

p.s-see, in my case ‘el ho mo’ would mean that i was a prostitute being referred to in an old fashioned urban vernacular. mo the ho.
homo-me the hooker
promo-well, could be the same thing, actually
slo-mo-me when the brain shuts down
emo-me with a glow stick and a dr seuss hat
guantanamo-i have no idea. one ton tomato mo.
geronimo-something to do with gerunds? or old folks?
and so on. goodnight.

it’s 11:30 p.m and i just realized that i haven’t left my house today.

uh oh. that’s one of the things about living and working in the same space. and especially if that space is posessed of a roof deck with lovely patio furniture. it’s easy not to leave. it’s also easy to start to feel like martin sheen in the beginning of ‘apocalypse now’. hopefully i won’t get too squirrelly. tonights simpsons, where mr. burns tries to become a beloved billionaire, has some wonderful lines.

one of my favourites is mr. burns saying about someone: ‘he couldn’t find ugly at a radcliffe mixer’ nothing against women who go to radcliffe, but that’s funny. no offense intended.

and when mr. burns is doing a radio interview and the interviewer asks: ‘so mr. burns, what was your first gay experience?’ to which monty replies ‘oh when i was young my father took me on a private picnic. that was very gay indeed. i ate many a weiner that day.’ how do they get away with stuff like that? tonight i’m sleeping in the studio. no more rooftop mosquitos for me, thank you very much. oh, p.s, it’s still hot.

moby

and on a lighter note…the first of tonights simpsons has the wonderful ‘cletus the slack jawed yokel’ song.

“”some folks’ll never eat a skunk, but then again some folks’ll, like cletus the slack jawed yokel.””

“”hey brandine! you might could wear these shoes to your job interview””

“”and scuff up the runway at the topless dance club? you best return them shoes to where they come from””

“”alright. i reckon they’ll have to go to a women with less discriminating taste””

my favourite cletus moment is when he has coupons for 100 pretzels and he calls all of his kinfolk out to eat. those who’ve seen it know of what i speak.

and of course the lovely ‘professor frinck’ song…which i don’t remember exactly at present, so i won’t do it the disservice of quoting it incorrectly.

but it’s good. -moby

what??
a simpsons movie??
ok…breathe slowly…ok…i think i need to sit down…
(could it really be true?)
-moby