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Important lyrics for tomorrow

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I’m actually really excited to wait in line tomorrow. Here are some important lyrics we’ll need to know:

How Do You Do?

Words and Music by Dan Robert Allshouse
©1984 Walt Disney Music Company

How do you do?
Mighty pleasant greetin’
How do you do?
Say it when you’re meetin’
How do you do?
With every one repeatin’
Pretty good sure as you’re born.

What goes up is sure to come down.
A penny lost is a penny found.
How do you do?
And here’s a hearty back
A little bit of this and a little bit of that.

How do you do?
Fine. How are you?
How you come on?
Pretty good sure as you’re born.

Stop jumpin’ around,
You’ll run out of breath!
Why don’t you sit back
And calm yourself?

You can hurry on now if you must.
We’ll do what we like, ’cause…
That suits us.

SOLO (by Thurl Ravenscroft):
How do you do?
Mighty pleasant greetin’.
Pretty good sure as you’re born.
Pretty good sure as you’re born.
How do you do?
Mighty pleasant greetin’
How do you do?
Say it when you’re meetin’
How do you do?
With every one repeatin’
Pretty good sure as you’re born.
Pretty good sure as you’re born.

The weather is good,
The fishin’ is fine.
What do we do
With all of our time?

Well we sit and we think
and we wiggle our toes.
That’s what you ask us.
That’s what we know!

Pretty good sure as you’re born.
Pretty good sure as you’re born.

How do you do?
Fine. How are you?
How you come on?
Pretty good sure as you’re born.
Pretty good sure as you’re born.
Pretty good sure as you’re born.

Time to be turning around.
Time to be turning around.
Here’s lookin’ for
A little more adventure.
But he’s headed for
A little bit of trouble.
He’s headed for
A little bit of danger.

Time to be turning around.
Time to be turning around.
Time to be turning around.

Laughin’ Place

hee hee ha ha hee hee hoo hoo
Boy are we in luck!
We’re visiting a laughing place
Hee hee hoo ha hoo hoo
Everybody’s got a laughing place
A laughing place to go
Take a frown, turn it upside down
And you’ll find yours we know
Honey and rainbows on our way
Where everyone is worth his weight
Boy are we in luck
We’re visiting a laughing place
Everybody’s got a laughing place
A laughing place to go
Take a smile and for a while
You’ll find yours we know
Honey and rainbows on our way
Take that frown, turn it upside down
And soon you’ll find you’re here to stay
Everybody’s got a laughing place to go
Come on in, give us all a grin
And you’ll find yours I know
Laughing has always been our game
Honey fun is what we bring
Boy are we in luck
We’re visiting a laughing place
Everybody’s got a laughing place
A laughing place to go
We’ve found one thats filled with fun
And you’ll find yours we know
Everybody’s got a laughing place
A laughing place to go
Take a frown, turn it upside down
And you’ll find yours we say we think

“We are men of action. Lies do not become us.”

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The Dread Pirate Roberts knows what’s up.

Men’s retreat was great. You’ll see more updates about it later, but tonight I’ll give you a picture of myself wielding basketball shorts, a beard, and an over-under shotgun. Forget the zombie apocalypse. If clay pigeons ever fly up from the grave, I’ve got your back. And, for the record, I want Deadeye Girard on my team.

From the notepad

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I jotted down thoughts this week as my family stepped away from social media. Here are some of the thoughts I wrote on a tiny notepad, thoughts that made me laugh. Looking at a week at a glance, some may say that it’s a random list, but those that know me will see some common trends. The first couple are the result of overhearing my youngest listening to a Read Aloud book.

  1. How would the mer-people feel about the king’s rebellious daughter selling out and the king being the one to give her legs?
  2. If “every last inch” of Gaston is covered in hair, isn’t Belle just going from one degree of hairy to another?
  3. The author James Joyce looks like Nick Fury or, more accurately, the guy from Airwolf:

    James Joyce


    Michael Coldsmith Briggs III
  4. Facebook is pointless.
  5. I was tempted to write a short story about Esau the were-goat on a mission of vengeance to regain his double birthright. Having given away my previous copy of The Story to a friend, last Saturday I picked up the new edition. I love that book.
  6. I did write two songs. I’ll share them later.
  7. The Star Wars Blu-Ray edition still looks like the Krytos virus to me.

No, I’m not dead.

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I’m going to be joining my wife in punching social media in the face for a week. I just wanted to clue in some of my readers that I won’t be seeing in person this week so that no one (*cough* Mike) would think I was dead.

Feel free to post, to comment, all that. I’ll still see it when I come back.

If you just can’t live without your daily booyoring, check out this Mario crossover. It will definitely eat up a week of your time.

Hopefully when I come back the Star Wars Blu-Ray DVD will be fixed and George Lucas will take out all the junk he’s added in the past 20 years.

Name that dog

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I know we have a creative bunch reading the bloggh, so here’s the deal: friends of ours got a dog and they’re changing the name (the previous name translated to “little flatulence” or something like that). They’d like your help in choosing a name. Yes, Ewok names will be considered. I already submitted Logray to the mix. I personally think he looks like a mogwai, though.

Post your ideas in the comments.

There is plenty of time for that.

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I had been tempted to hang up the Booyor URL, converting all of my basketball shorts to khaki pants, metaphorically speaking.

But even today I remembered how I’ve used this site as a repository of my Cliff Claven-esque web trivia.

So – to the Utah friends who needed writing links:
Duotrope.com – Use this site to search for places to publish your short stories and poems.

Querytracker.net – Use this site to find agents that match your style of book. When a publisher needs a certain book to fit in their line-up, they’ll go to specific agents to see what they have. Danielle Steele’s agent is not the same as Scott Westerfeld’s.

I was going to draw a completely different picture to test out Adobe Illustrator’s Live Trace on my scan of a hand drawn sketch, but then I found a note in my sketchbook from years ago. Here’s today’s take at it, complete with jagged lines that show I’m still getting the hang of Illustrator. Wabi sabi, right?

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“Today’s contestant is an R4 unit tired of dating guys with bad motivators.”

I guess 3PO as a droid dating game host was funnier last decade.
And an official blech to the Neimoidian that’s behind all of the reality programming on television today:
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“Unscripted television? Excellent.”

Six years and still throwin’ it down!

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Today marks the sixth anniversary of Booyor’s Bloggh and I am very excited.

Like, robot unicorn excited:
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This site has gone through a lot of changes. Do y’all remember when I had four columns? Such a disturbing layout.

Correct, but at least it wasn’t MySpace. Wink wink nudge nudge say no more.

The site was indeed down for a day, a plot so fitting for such an epic (in all connotations of the word)(and even some denotations) realm.

It has returned stronger than ever, my friends. The first thank you goes to Jason for re-establishing domain connections at four in the morning (his time). I warned him that once he returns to United States soil, all of his electronic devices are going to explode from Obsessive Bloggher messages.

Side note: I am in Google+ now, so I’m officially cool, I guess. One of my frustrations, though, is that there’s not an intuitive way to send an individual a message. At 11:48 I heard back from Jason but wasn’t able to explain what was going on with the down domain. At 11:50 I was able to boot my MacBook and start a Hangout but it looked like Jason had signed off.

This is what it looks like when a good friend logs in and helps even though the whole thing is a tad insane:

Another big thank you goes out to all of my friends who texted/messaged me asking if I was okay and what happened to the bloggh.

I had honestly thought about retiring Booyor today. No, really. I considered “growing up” and focusing on just my professional site, with reviews of books and lessons for junior high students being my only online presence.

Your checking in today encouraged me so much. It was awesome knowing that there are quite a bit of people who tune in each day to watch me break the Interwebs.

One day I hope to hand off the professional site hosting to a book publisher.

But the bloggh…

You’ll find it’s still full of surprises.

When you read this, I'm still laughing.


Put that in your book, ultra-conservative school district.

Good luck recapping THAT Star Wars Night

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Before anything else, this is the video that El Scorpio, Dark Raven, and Devin will definitely want to watch to see what they missed:

After watching it, we realized that despite how impressive the list is, it’s still incomplete.

Now, I could re-tell things like a comparison to “extreme canoeing” and American beer or a very appropriate-yet-inappropriate nickname for my Sith on the initiative order butcher paper, but this bloggh is certified family-friendly:

See? It’s official. It’s not like I could just Google that image, right?

What I will recap is:

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a very friendly roadside assistance officer. As Sean reminded us, “our taxpayer dollars at work.” It’s nice to not have a jaded application of that sentiment.

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Yes, there was an LCD projector at the rugged locale. Yes, we were quizzed on how much we knew about Star Wars. Yes, Jesse and I should probably go outside and get more sunshine instead of memorizing Expanded Universe books, comics, video games, and Wookieepedia.

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Of all the times I’ve visited the cabin, this was the first time I realized that Mike’s grandpa is a huge fan of steampunk. That’s the only way to explain this really cool airship.

Not only can Jesse and I tell you the difference between Kyle Katarn and Corran Horn’s facial hair, we also cook some killer (in a good way) meals:
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Astute readers will notice the stats for my Y-Wing squadron on a clipboard. Thankfully, Scott took over leadership for a round (a round of space combat being an hour in real-time (no hyperbole)). Our space combat went from 10am to 3pm on Saturday. We then went straight into a ground war:
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That’s a lot of Sentinels.

We all predicted Mike’s character to die from grenades. It’s a trend started by Slade. Instead, Mike’s character BECAME a grenade and hit every single villain on the map with pure light from the Force. When that happens, you usually die and that trend continued.

Mike, we’ll miss you now that you’re a seven-hour drive away, but that was a great way to end your Star Wars Night.

I’ve always dreamed about it, but now I’m a little scared.

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The unthinkable is about to happen: Star Wars Night is going to go on for 50+ hours this weekend.

That is not a typo.

Now, before you turn off your mobile devices for fear of status update explosions, know that we will be descending upon an unmarked location in the middle of the woods where there is no cell coverage.

I know, what will a group of nerds do without Wi-Fi? Our usual circle of laptops, some being used to reach immortal status on Facebook Tetris *cough* Mike */cough*, shall be focused on the game.

Star Wars Night guys: If you need your quota of “Kid Freaks Out Over Losing World of Warcraft“, I point you towards Zamzar.

You’re welcome.

Those wacky Cardassians.

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My wife and I have started in on Deep Space 9. I didn’t really follow the show since high school was kinda busy. I pretty much watched whatever was on after basketball practice while eating a Marie Callendar’s fettuccine alfredo frozen meal. Yeah, I’m predictable. I’ll have more comments on the show as we immerse ourselves in the intrigue that is Garak the tailor. I have a hunch that he may not be telling the whole truth.

I was going to write up a Father’s Day post, but that would have cut into Sisko time. It was to be a grand celebration of fathers from entertainment, like Homer Simpson, Darth Vader, and That Guy Who Let His Kids Go Without Him to a Park Full of Cloned Dinosaurs.

Sisko is actually a cool dad, aside from the whole “raising a son in an intergalactic casino on the disputed borders of a provisional government”, but no one beats Atticus Finch.

My kids think I’m pretty cool, too, which is amazing. We do share some common fashion interests:
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They also get me. Check out this awesome gift I got:
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A full-on easel with six canvases. So cool.