Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Mrs Murphy's Chowder

For my Sister. Who Couldn't remember the words.



MRS. MURPHY'S CHOWDER



Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder

It was tuneful, every spoonful made you yodel louder

After dinner Uncle Ben used to fill his fountain pen

From a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder



Chorus

Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline,

soup-beans, string beans, floating all around

Sponge cake, beefsteak, mistake, stomach ache,

creampuffs, earmuffs, many to be found

Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, democrats,

coco bells, doorbells, beckon you to dine

Meatballs, fish balls, mothballs, cannonballs,

come on in, the chowder's fine



Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder

From each helping you'll be yelping for a headache powder

And if they had it where we are, you might find an Austin car

In a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder (chorus)



Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder

You can pack it, you can stack it, all around the larder

The plumber died the other day; they embalmed him right away

In a bowl of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

Movies in the Park

Movies in the Park

For those of you living in the Yakima Valley, Allied Arts is bringing you outdoor movies at Gilbert Park all summer. Showtimes are at 8:30. Free with a can of non-perishable food for NW Harvest.

July 24: The Princess Bride
July 31: The Lion King
August 7: Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
August 14: Monsters Inc
August 21: Shrek 2

Beautician

Playing Beautician

I got fed up this morning with split ends and bleached frizzies. So I cut my hair. With my sewing scissors. Nothing fancy. Just trimmed about an inch off and then went for broke and tried some layers. It appears to have worked.

At least, it doesn't look like I was attacked with a weedwacker.