Lady Gaga's meat dress made out of steak cuts. I think she might have a chip on her shoulder.
I was driving my daughter to dance and the CD player was pumping out music; until recently the only music to be heard was from my collection. But a few days ago she introduced her own CD. Goodbye Zep and Paul Rodgers, welcome . . .
So we’re driving along listening to Black Eyed Peas for the second day running.
“You know, Princess Perfect, I’m beginning to like this group. Those last two songs were really very good.” Hip daddio, what!
Princess Perfect sighed loudly.
“Daddy, that’s not Black Eyed Peas, that’s Lady Gaga!”
Aaaaargh!
I’ve always been disdainful about Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta (her real name) although I hadn’t actually listened to her music.
The album is The Fame and I was listening to songs like Paparazzi and Beautiful, Dirty, Rich. I’m neither beautiful nor rich but I now feel dirty; I’ve been tainted with tasteless tat!
And people are often full of surprises. Take Francis, 62, my French teacher.
I’ve related several incidents about him when he’s unwittingly put his foot in it: mentioning Pearl Harbour to a Japanese student and making a Russian cry. He’s a good man but with a touch of madness about him. And I mean that in the nicest possible way.
My class last night was the usual mix of Russian, Japanese, Chinese, Algerian, English, Italian and Iranian.
The 68-year-old Italian chatterbox noticed a medal on Francis’s table and asked what it was.
“That’s my medal for completing the Paris half marathon on the weekend,” he replied.
The Italian woman, who always likes to have a go at Francis, shrieked that it couldn’t be his, it must be his son’s. Francis avowed it was his.
“Il l’a volée!” she informed the class. (“He stole it,” she said)
I asked to look at the medal and, true enough, it was marked with the date and the event.
I spoke to Francis after the class and it turns out he’s a veteran marathon runner. He has run more than 25 full marathons. And not just in Paris where he has run 20. He’s also completed the 26 miles and a bit race in Amsterdam, London, New York and Berlin.
Who would have thought it? He doesn’t look like an athlete. His best time ever was 3 hours 20 minutes although he told me that was some time ago but now completes the marathon in about four hours or so. Impressive.
People aren’t always what they seem are they? :0
I quite like Lady GaGa’s music. I’ve always said I don’t like that Rap (Crap) but lately I’ve been listening to Plan B and I like that too! Whatever next???
How offensive of the old crone!
I get tired even thinking about marathons
when my kids were little, i was the one who knew all about popular music. then came a tipping point, when their generation inherited what was playing over the airwaves, and i no longer could recognize any of the artists playing on the radio. yet now my son prefers to listen to 70s and 80s stuff, so he is impressed when his old mom can name a tune based on the opening bars. take heart, dd. maybe one of your kids will develop an interest in led zep!
I think marathoning is charming if you happen to like peeing yourself in public or vomiting in full-view. Read Hunter S. Thompson’s thoughts on the Hawaii Marathon in Curse of Lono. It’s priceless.
As for Lady Gaga, I’ve never had the honour, nor the impulse. I think I’m too crotchety. I do like Black-Eyed Peas, however.
It just goes to show that we can never judge people by their outward appearances!
And welcome to your new home…. took me a while to find you here!