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I'm so happy dancing while the grim reaper cuts, cuts, cuts
But he can't get me, I'm as clever as can be
So celebrate while you still can
'Cause any second it may end
And when it's all been said and done...
Better that you had some fun
Instead of hiding in a shell-Why make your life a living hell?
So have a toast, and down the cup
And drink to bones that turn to dust!
-Oingo Boingo, "No One Lives Forever"

Speaking of which.... I just wasted two hours of my life... watching Dreamgirls! Yes, I deserve that slap. And as much as I enjoy a little masochism, I'll look outside of Jen's mother's DVD collection next time.

So, I have decided to start a one-woman quest to get Danny Elfman to reunite Oingo Boingo and go on tour for one last time. Who's with me, brothers??!!!

Lastly, bonfirecollapse and I have started a Death Pool. Rules are, every time a famous person on my list kicks, he has to take me out drinking, and vice versa. (This does not include Clint Eastwood, who, if {and I stress IF people: I enjoy wrapping myself in the eternal lie that he is, in fact, the Messiah and will live forever!} he takes the dirt nap, deserves a whole lost weekend of excessive alcohol consumption and general debauchery). Here are our lists... please feel free to give me your suggestions!

K-
-Hugh Hefner
-Iggy Pop
-Phyllis Diller
-Wilfred Brimley
-Charlotte Rae

Me-
-Don Rickles
-Mother Angelica (before you even say it, yes, I'm aware I'm going to hell)
-Bruce Villanch (Jen's suggestion)
-Corey Haim (another Jen addition)
-Mickey Rooney
-Conrad Bain
-one of the Eagles (does it really matter which one?)

I was struck by lighting
Walkin' down the street
I was hit by something last night in my sleep
It's a dead man's party
Who could ask for more
Everybody's comin', leave your body at the door
Leave your body and soul at the door!