Comedy gold

Here’s one more rea­son that I love Cor­ner Gas:

Hank, think­ing he’s psy­chic*, tries to explain the dis­turb­ing dream he had the night before.

Hank: I just, I woke up with this uneasy feeling.
Brent: You ate cot­ton can­dy and pep­per­oni for sup­per last night. It’s a won­der you woke up at all.

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* Or phy­cic, as the Dog Riv­er Howler spelt it.

Tunes

I’m com­ing to real­ly like CBC Radio 3. Here are a cou­ple reasons:

What I Need to Car­ry On by the smalls

I need a pack mule
I need some camp fuel
I need a pack mule can car­ry a body, maybe two
I need a pack mule

And Apoc­a­lyp­tic Mod­i­fied Blues by Corb Lund

Have you made your peace with Odin and with Baal and Aphrodite
Cuz there’s a triple head­ed ser­pent here with one hell of a bite
And he knows you…
He knows you and laughs and locks the door

Viking kitties

So I’ve been work­ing in my base­ment for the last few weeks. This means I’ve been lis­ten­ing to rather more radio than I usu­al­ly do.

There are two music sta­tions in town that I like, and in the car I’ll switch back and forth quite hap­pi­ly between “Local Town’s Best Rock” and the col­lege sta­tion. But in the base­ment, on my wife’s lit­tle pink stereo that she’s had for who knows how long, the col­lege sta­tion does­n’t come in so well. (Unless you like sta­t­ic.) So I’ve large­ly been lis­ten­ing the Best Rock sta­tion. They like to play Led Zep­pelin, and some­times they like to play Led Zep­pelin’s “Immi­grant Song”.

Which would be fine, if I’d nev­er seen this.

There. I dare you to not think of that lit­tle piece of online bril­liance the next time “The Immi­grant Song” comes on the radio.