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my new favorite song

EDITED FOR AWESOMENESS:  I've downloaded the album from iTunes and it's chock full of fantastic.  I've listened to it several times this afternoon and just to reiterate,  "This Too Shall Pass" is the mad note. "Louisiana Land" rocks.  I think we have a winner for Tunes You Need Tuesday.  

I love me some Ok Go.  And I love me a feel-good song when I'm down.  So, here's "This Too Shall Pass" by OK Go (with the Notre Dame marching band) from their new album Of The Blue Colour Of The Sky.  

http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf

By the way, Yahoo's the only place I could get the embed link from, so don't be surprised if it's disabled real quick-like.  This is good stuff.

And you're welcome.   

Oh, and because I love you, here are the lyrics.

You know you can't keep letting it get you down – And you can't keep dragging that dead weight around 
If you really don’t have that much to lug around – Better run like hell when you hit the ground 
When the morning comes, When the morning comes 
Can't stop those kids from dancing – but why would you want to? – Especially when you are already getting yours 
If your mind don’t move and your knees don’t bend – But don't go blaming the kids again 
When the morning comes, When the morning comes 
When the morning comes, When the morning comes 
When the morning comes, When the morning comes 
Let it go, This too shall pass 
Let it go, This too shall pass 
You know you can't keep letting it get you down, no you can't keep letting it get you down 
Oh Is it really all that much to lug around, and you can't keep letting it get you down 
When the morning comes (oh you can't keep letting it get you down, no you can't keep letting it get you down) 

last convo with Cleverbot

Okay, I think I'm breaking up with Cleverbot.  

User: What shall we talk about?

Cleverbot: I want to talk about Zen.

User: Okay then. are you a zen practitioner?

Cleverbot: No.

User: I shall call you Susan.

Cleverbot: Does that mean we are married?

User: No, I'm already married.

Cleverbot: But you just said that you loved me!

User: No, I said I shall call you Susan.

Cleverbot: No, you said that you were so in love with me.

User: Are you sure you're not a dude named Greg that stalked me in college?

Cleverbot: I have to go.

in which Kerry out-clevered a computer


While reading my usual blog round this morning, I came upon Cleverbot.com while perusing Neatorama.com.  Cleverbot lets you have a "real" conversation with a computer.  I thought I'd test it out for the blog.  This is the real conversation I (User) had with Cleverbot.  



Is this bot clever?

User: I'm in a bad mood.

Cleverbot: Are you often in a bad mood?

User: Sometimes.

Cleverbot: Can I make you god?

User: I don't know — can you?

Cleverbot: I would hope so.

User: Not Morgan Freeman God, though.

Cleverbot: Clever.

a story from the hubs

There are a couple of things keeping me from being myself today, (this week, so far this year, whatev) but that's not why you dial up The Kerry Blog every day, now is it?

So, today I have a story from my dear hubs.  I don't often write about the hubs, because I get in enough trouble as it is.  

Here are a few things to know about Mr. Faler: 

  • He first struck up a conversation with me at Pizza Tech in the Student Center of Louisiana Tech when I was standing under a sign that said "Pick Up."  He took the sign as a sign apparently.
  • Favorite beverage: every single beverage ever made.  You know how when you're meeting someone for dinner and you get there first and order them an unsweet tea because you know that's what they drink? I wouldn't even try it.  If I got him a tea, he would have wanted root beer.  If I got him root beer, he would have wanted a real beer.  If I got him a beer, he would have wanted a cosmo.  
  • He never knows what a movie is titled or knows any actor's name.  Actual conversation from before Christmas when he called me from Salt Lake City: "I watched a good movie tonight." Me: "oh, really? What was it?" Hubs: "Iron Man is in it with that black guy who was in that movie."  You see what he did there, right?   Me: "Robert Downey, Jr."  Hubs: "Yeah, he was a reporter.  And the other guy plays a fiddle."  Me: "Will Smith?" Hubs: "No, Ray Charles."  Me: "Hon, I'm pretty sure Ray Charles is deceased."  Hubs: "No, he WAS Ray Charles."  Yeah, that clears it up.  Me: "Oh, Jamie Foxx."  Hubs: "Yes!  That's him!"  Me: "Glad we got to the bottom of that one."  It was The Soloist.
  • What he SERIOUSLY wanted to name our first child: Andromeda.  

Now that know you the hubs a little better, you know that he's as random as it gets.  He lost his glasses and has narrowed down the places he must have left them to exactly Starbucks (watch, I'll find them in his Explorer).  He calls me yesterday to relay this story:

He went to Starbucks to check if he left the glasses there, since he's convinced that's where they are.  

He asks the barista, "have you had any glasses turned in?"

She replies, "sure, could you describe your glasses?"

He says, "they're roundish, made of glass-like material."

Barista says, "we haven't had any like that turned in."

I told him it was Starbucks, not Eyemasters.