my dad and i loved annoying my stepmom on the way to vegas by talking in song lyrics. she'd catch the joke a minute or two later. it was pretty fun.
we talk sometimes now, but i could argue that it was a very forced friendship. it was bad when we were hanging out as a group and she actually went around using bits of anecdotes from when i saw vampire weekend like she went to the thing herself, and screwed up all over the place.
i want
this book.
edit again, from nymag.com:
And the Oscar for Craziest Movie Goes To…: Steven Soderbergh is planning a 3-D live-action rock opera about
Cleopatra, with songs by
Guided by Voices and a script by bassist-author
James Greer, and he's hoping for
Catherine Zeta-Jones to headline with
Hugh Jackman as Marc Antony