Snickers Chords
You never know what's going to get a big response. Figuring out the Snickers song seems to be a shared experience though. So here's the chords, at least as close as I'm willing to make them. If anyone has any suggestions, let me know.
This is pretty close:
As near as I can tell it's kind of a walk down from G to Em. I'll make
up a name for the middle chord and tab it out. Say G/F#.
G/F#
e-3
B-3
G-0
D-0
A-X
E-2
G-------------------G/F#
Happy peanuts soar
-------C---------------------D
Over chocolate covered mountaintops
------G---------------G/F#-C
And waterfalls of caramel
-------------G-----------------G/F#
Prancing nougat in the meadow
-----------C--------------D
Sings a song of satisfaction
---------G
To the world
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
A Good Reason to Lose Sleep?
Probably not, but when the urge comes I can't deny it.
The snickers commercial came on where a guy in a carpet store is sitting at his desk about to eat a snickers when another guys comes up and says, "let me help you enjoy that snickers." Guy #2 then pulls out a guitar and sings the following:
Happy peanuts soar
Over chocolate covered mountaintops
And waterfalls of caramel
Prancing nougat* in the meadow
Sings a song of satisfaction
To the world
And they harmonize "To the world." Then guy #1, obviously touched by the song looks at his snickers bar and whispers, "The world!" As the scene fades to black guy #2 pats guy #1 on the shoulder and says, "That's right."
Well, that commercial came on and I had to spend 10 minutes writing down the lyrics and figuring out the chords. I did, and now I can go to bed satisfied, as it were.
Probably not, but when the urge comes I can't deny it.
The snickers commercial came on where a guy in a carpet store is sitting at his desk about to eat a snickers when another guys comes up and says, "let me help you enjoy that snickers." Guy #2 then pulls out a guitar and sings the following:
Happy peanuts soar
Over chocolate covered mountaintops
And waterfalls of caramel
Prancing nougat* in the meadow
Sings a song of satisfaction
To the world
And they harmonize "To the world." Then guy #1, obviously touched by the song looks at his snickers bar and whispers, "The world!" As the scene fades to black guy #2 pats guy #1 on the shoulder and says, "That's right."
Well, that commercial came on and I had to spend 10 minutes writing down the lyrics and figuring out the chords. I did, and now I can go to bed satisfied, as it were.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Monday, Stupid Monday
I had a hard time functioning today, and I have no idea why.
-I took 20 minutes to fax 25 pages of paperwork to corporate, and when it was finished corporate called me and told me I'd faxed them the back of 25 pages. When I faxed it again the fax machine told me I'd sent 26 pages. Better extra than not enough I guess.
-The email was screwed up so my Gmail dispatching system wasn't keeping up. I hate when email doesn't work. Customer service kept asking if I was ignoring them. Yes, all of a sudden I've decided to ignore you. That makes a lot of sense.
-I tried to give a little demonstration of a new product to a customer and couldn't make it work. I'd press the power button and some random lights would flash, then it would turn itself off. Power, nothing. Power, beep, nothing. I walked away to check the plug and it turned itself on and started behaving. Fine, give your own demonstration Alternating Wheelchair Cushion!
I think this was all caused by the successful baking of a loaf of banana bread. I even improvised a little in the cooking time, shelf placement, and the addition of an extra banana. I didn't burn it AND it tastes good. I should put bananas in the bottom of my shopping basket more often.
Anyway, the banana bread used up my all smooth-week karma on Sunday. It may be a long week. But a long week full of short days. I need to get caught up on my email, but when you get up at 5am, get home at 6pm or even later, and go to bed at 9pm, that leaves very little time for writing email. Or doing much of anything. I'm looking forward to both the end of radiation and next week when I get a week off from being my own supervisor. It takes a lot of work to keep track of myself, to say nothing of everybody else in my depot.
I had a hard time functioning today, and I have no idea why.
-I took 20 minutes to fax 25 pages of paperwork to corporate, and when it was finished corporate called me and told me I'd faxed them the back of 25 pages. When I faxed it again the fax machine told me I'd sent 26 pages. Better extra than not enough I guess.
-The email was screwed up so my Gmail dispatching system wasn't keeping up. I hate when email doesn't work. Customer service kept asking if I was ignoring them. Yes, all of a sudden I've decided to ignore you. That makes a lot of sense.
-I tried to give a little demonstration of a new product to a customer and couldn't make it work. I'd press the power button and some random lights would flash, then it would turn itself off. Power, nothing. Power, beep, nothing. I walked away to check the plug and it turned itself on and started behaving. Fine, give your own demonstration Alternating Wheelchair Cushion!
I think this was all caused by the successful baking of a loaf of banana bread. I even improvised a little in the cooking time, shelf placement, and the addition of an extra banana. I didn't burn it AND it tastes good. I should put bananas in the bottom of my shopping basket more often.
Anyway, the banana bread used up my all smooth-week karma on Sunday. It may be a long week. But a long week full of short days. I need to get caught up on my email, but when you get up at 5am, get home at 6pm or even later, and go to bed at 9pm, that leaves very little time for writing email. Or doing much of anything. I'm looking forward to both the end of radiation and next week when I get a week off from being my own supervisor. It takes a lot of work to keep track of myself, to say nothing of everybody else in my depot.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
The Glow of my Belly Button
As it turns out, I'm not a big fan of this radiation thing. I have a map of California drawn on to my tummy in permanent marker and I get to feel nauseated all day.
Surgery I can handle. You hurt, and day by day you hurt less until you're fine. But radiation makes you feel progressively worse until you're done. Suhweeet! This is day 2 and I'm already losing my cookies.
My anti-barf pills help a lot. So I'm hoping that my nausea won't get too much worse as I work my way through days 3 through 15. You know what doesn't help? Watching the Dirty Jobs episode featuring Mike Rowe's tour of a skull cleaning business.
Also, taking a bite of spicy processed cheese when I was expecting a bite of pepper jack cheese was just another in a long list of whammies today. Hooray for bed time. (7?! Yes. 7.)
As it turns out, I'm not a big fan of this radiation thing. I have a map of California drawn on to my tummy in permanent marker and I get to feel nauseated all day.
Surgery I can handle. You hurt, and day by day you hurt less until you're fine. But radiation makes you feel progressively worse until you're done. Suhweeet! This is day 2 and I'm already losing my cookies.
My anti-barf pills help a lot. So I'm hoping that my nausea won't get too much worse as I work my way through days 3 through 15. You know what doesn't help? Watching the Dirty Jobs episode featuring Mike Rowe's tour of a skull cleaning business.
Also, taking a bite of spicy processed cheese when I was expecting a bite of pepper jack cheese was just another in a long list of whammies today. Hooray for bed time. (7?! Yes. 7.)
Monday, July 10, 2006
Dawn's Fissure
Tomorrow's my big day. I get to be radiated for the first time. And the best part of the whole deal is that my appointments, Monday through Friday for the next 3 weeks, are at 6:45am. This makes it early enough so I won't miss work, but late enough so I have to get ready for work before I go. Hello 5am.
I haven't visited 5am much recently, but I'm pretty sure any time pre the already ugly 6am is not my friend.
This weekend I went to a wedding which was almost entirely a good time. The single part that wasn't was when a guy at my table came over for what I thought was a friendly conversation. We talked about U.C. Davis, jobs, and post-school debt. I guess we both managed to not really have any after college, but he related that after he got married he and his wife found their way into the red. His plan was to be all paid off in 5 years. They planned to do this, he explained, through he and his wife's business.
Me: What kind of business do you run?
Him: I'm an internet franchise owner.
Me: What does the franchise do?
Him: Sets up online communities.
Me: So how do you make money?
Him: Well, most people spend half their budget on advertising, and we don't have to. So we've doubled our money right there.
Me: Well, that's money you don't have to spend, but how does the money come in?
Him: We sell the rights to set up online communities.
Ah. So it's a pyramid scheme. He then went on to explain the he and his wife had just met with the guy who founded the company. Apparently this guy has 9 Corvettes and earns 90K a month in passive income. And through the seminars that this guy puts on he and his wife plan to retire in 3 years. And didn't that sound good to me?
No.
I'm not sure he's going to do well in the pyramid scheme of things. You can't go around telling people that you plan to get out of debt in 5 years and retire in 3. I'm pretty sure that retiring while you're still in debt makes it both hard to retire and hard to get out of debt.
Also, who wants 9 Corvettes? How about spending some of your passive income on a little variety?
Tomorrow's my big day. I get to be radiated for the first time. And the best part of the whole deal is that my appointments, Monday through Friday for the next 3 weeks, are at 6:45am. This makes it early enough so I won't miss work, but late enough so I have to get ready for work before I go. Hello 5am.
I haven't visited 5am much recently, but I'm pretty sure any time pre the already ugly 6am is not my friend.
This weekend I went to a wedding which was almost entirely a good time. The single part that wasn't was when a guy at my table came over for what I thought was a friendly conversation. We talked about U.C. Davis, jobs, and post-school debt. I guess we both managed to not really have any after college, but he related that after he got married he and his wife found their way into the red. His plan was to be all paid off in 5 years. They planned to do this, he explained, through he and his wife's business.
Me: What kind of business do you run?
Him: I'm an internet franchise owner.
Me: What does the franchise do?
Him: Sets up online communities.
Me: So how do you make money?
Him: Well, most people spend half their budget on advertising, and we don't have to. So we've doubled our money right there.
Me: Well, that's money you don't have to spend, but how does the money come in?
Him: We sell the rights to set up online communities.
Ah. So it's a pyramid scheme. He then went on to explain the he and his wife had just met with the guy who founded the company. Apparently this guy has 9 Corvettes and earns 90K a month in passive income. And through the seminars that this guy puts on he and his wife plan to retire in 3 years. And didn't that sound good to me?
No.
I'm not sure he's going to do well in the pyramid scheme of things. You can't go around telling people that you plan to get out of debt in 5 years and retire in 3. I'm pretty sure that retiring while you're still in debt makes it both hard to retire and hard to get out of debt.
Also, who wants 9 Corvettes? How about spending some of your passive income on a little variety?
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Pub Quiz Update
Amos came to visit this weekend/week and so the old pub quiz team was in full force on Wednesday. Our team name was So Tiramisu Me, but there were so few teams that the best team name category didn't happen. It didn't matter, however, because we won. Go us!
I don't know how it came up, but we were talking about how Aer Lingus is a bad name for an airline. As badly named as it is, a great safety-oriented slogan comes to mind: Aer Lingus - We won't go down on you.
Amos came to visit this weekend/week and so the old pub quiz team was in full force on Wednesday. Our team name was So Tiramisu Me, but there were so few teams that the best team name category didn't happen. It didn't matter, however, because we won. Go us!
I don't know how it came up, but we were talking about how Aer Lingus is a bad name for an airline. As badly named as it is, a great safety-oriented slogan comes to mind: Aer Lingus - We won't go down on you.
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