Wait, pudding up your what?

During a discussion with felisdemens that started with the Shaggs, and descended rapidly, I passed on the following video:

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"My Underwear Is Frozen to the Clothesline" by the Legendary Stardust Cowboy. You haven't lived, folks. you truly haven't lived. felisdemens described it as "the love child of Larry David and David Cronenberg having a gran mal in a cowboy bar."

For some reason, I feel a lot better now, thanks.

If this is Sunday, it must be, um, Sunday

A good day today: laundry done, Doctor Who watched, stomach bloated in that way that only excessive quantities of Thai chicken curry can achieve. This is me making with the happy-sigh.

Tomorrow, CinemaBowl II: The Directors begins. Visualize confetti and noisemakers.

Also, the new card game in development, Everything and a G'Moink, is ready for playtesting! Volunteers?

And finally, after that late-night Legendary Stardust Cowboy post, the poor earwormed eustaciavye made me promise to post some good music. In that capacity, I present this rare clip of Fotheringay performing "Gypsy Davey" live on television, with Trevor Lucas at guitar and my absolute goddess Sandy Denny at the microphone. J'adore.