Proof that I am surrounded by heathens!
Dec. 29th, 2004 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nigeltdeI just said to my sister - for I am trying to educate her in the ways of good taste - "listen to this song! Lo, it is one of the greatest songs by one of the greatest songwriters of our time." I was referring, of course, to Dob Dylan's "Subterranean Homesick Blues".
She said, "What lady is that?"
Furthermore, the other night I went out to lainy's, and when I came back I saw she had been on my computer. Watching a DVD, I think. I see Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid open next to her.
"Ah!" I say. "You have been watching that excellent film!"
"Well, I tried it," she says, "but it was black and white, so I stopped."
I splutter. I gasp. "It's only sepia-toned for the first five minutes! And such colouring only serves to emphasise the incredible hot good-lookingness of Paul Newman, and the incredible hot intenseness of Robert Redford!"
"Meh," she says.
I need a stake and a pile of wood pronto! Also a lighter.
She said, "What lady is that?"
Furthermore, the other night I went out to lainy's, and when I came back I saw she had been on my computer. Watching a DVD, I think. I see Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid open next to her.
"Ah!" I say. "You have been watching that excellent film!"
"Well, I tried it," she says, "but it was black and white, so I stopped."
I splutter. I gasp. "It's only sepia-toned for the first five minutes! And such colouring only serves to emphasise the incredible hot good-lookingness of Paul Newman, and the incredible hot intenseness of Robert Redford!"
"Meh," she says.
I need a stake and a pile of wood pronto! Also a lighter.
