Now I get many emails—where by many I mean a non-negative number—asking, Briggs, what is your favorite song and how can I help write new verses for it?
Glad you asked. Here it is:
Here’s the original verse with chorus:
Now we got along
My life was real sunny
But only one thing would ruin our fun.I know you love me
But you worshiped money
And you got mad when I offered you none.(Chorus)
Where oh where are you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?I searched the world over
And I thought I found True Love
But you met another
And pwwwbt! you was gone.
And here’s one new verse. You supply more. You’ll be in good company.
One day I asked her
How good is my model
It made good predictions for all to see.She said that was fine
But what is your theory?
Then she concluded my p wasn’t wee.(Chorus)
Where oh where are you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?I searched the world over
And I thought I found True Love
But you met another
And pwwwbt! you was gone.
If the podcasts are ever resurrected, I will invite whoever supplies the best one to join in its singing.
On a somewhat different note, currently, this is mine:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDNYYMK29AU
original
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vST6hVRj2A
That look in her eye
Told me she was certain
Her logic was flawless and plain to see
But sadly I found
An error in premise
And gave her a book called Uncertainty
(Chorus)
Briggs I think you would make a good DJ.
You must do podcasts again, proper ones this time! Especially if you sing your song.
I dare you. Just stop writing about your bits and pieces. You’ll ruin your street cred.
Dav,
I liked that second song but there’s that mention of the river! Ooooh spookey. I was triggered.
Stop it at once! They dump bodies in there.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4L3ls_6UYg
Someone once bought me a new motorbike! fj13 hundred, (silver) because it would be so much more comfortable for me than the fire blade (yellow) with a tiny rock hard seat. Such altruism. His other motorbike was an XK8 (blue).
I often lament
How the world is so bent
And wallows in insanity and doom
She couldn’t take it
And rather than fake it
Finally hauled off and lowered the boom
(Chorus)
She thought that our house
didn’t suit her persuasion
She felt that our life
was too simple and plain
She even thought I
should work on occasion
I think about that,
from time to time
Oh, man, did I love Hee-haw, back in the day.
Gloom, despair and agony on me.
Woe
Deep dark depression
Excessive misery
Woe
If it weren’t for bad luck
I’d have no luck at all
Gloom, despair and agony on me.
Call Joon-yor Samples
BR 5 4 9
Al Gore keeps whining
“Our warming is global,
we’re all gonna die ‘less
you give up your cash”
Then he offered models
to prove it — how noble!
But south of two sigma?
His models are trash.
Is that Chris Evans as Zelig (or Forrest Gump) in the picture?