Wrapped Up Like a Douche?

I have had it. I hear the song. I sing the words. I giggle along. But no more.

Just last week, I was in the car with Kyle and I found myself happily singing along to Bruce Springsteen's "Blinded By the Light" when I of course realized what I was saying, or rather, what I thought The Boss was saying. But those days are over. Bruce don't talk that way. Thanks to the conveniences of the internet, I will now dispel the myth of what is thought to be "wrapped up like a douche, another runner in the night" or whatever your similar interpretation is.

Disclaimer: I am about to clearly state the true verbiage of the lyrics of this so oft misinterpreted lyric. For those of you who enjoy the fun of such an absurd use of language, cover your eyes or read no more.

The correct lyric of this infamous song is this: Revved up like a deuce another another runner in the night.

Phew! If you say it loud enough and really enunciate, you can actually hear Bruce singing those very words. No douches here...

What I find really entertaining were all of the different interpretations of the lyric. Thanks to www.urbandictionary.com, it is quite surprising what people tend to hear. (I did my best to keep this list clean by eliminating the semi-inappropriate phrases.)

Wrapped up like a douche, another runner in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, you know the ruler in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, in the middle of the night
Wrapped up like a douche, an utter rotor in the night
wrapped up like a douche, you know the rotor in the night
wrapped up like a douche, another rumor in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, a little odor in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, a bad odor in the night.
Wrapped up like a douche, and a stoner in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, spitting in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, another mother in the night
Wrapped up like a douche, you know a runnin' in the night
Wrapped up like a douchebag, for the Roman in the night
Revved up like a douche, another loaner in the night
Racked up like a douche, ya gonna run around the night
Ripped off like a douche, another owner in the night
cracked up like a douching, and a roamer in the night
Ripped up like a douche, into the rotor of the night
Turning loose like a douche, like the roadrunner tonight
Ripped up like a douche until he rolled her in the night
Rev up like a douche and go a roller in the night
Wrapped up my big douche, killed a runner last night
Woke up like a douche, you know i rolled her in the night
Wake up with a douche in the middle of the night
Woke up like a douche-bag in the middle of the night
Swept up like a douche with motorola in the night
Red duck like a douchebag and discarded in the night
revved up my big Dodge and did a runner with his wife
Caught up at the juice bar in the middle of the night
Revved up like a Roto-Rooter rollin' in the night
With a dildo in my face and cheese wheel in my butt
Rap duck like a Goose and Have a lunar in the night
Look up to the north and see big dipper to the right
Eyes were shot out by a laser in a fight
Wracked up like a duece, another runner in the night
wrapped up like a deuce you know the roamer in the night
Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night
Dressed up like a dude, another runner in the night
Sucked up by the juice, you know the runner in the night
Dressed up like a duece, a ruler of the night
Revved up like a deuce, another rover in the night
Set it up like a deuce and they rolled it in the night
Wrapped up like an edition of the ruler in the night
Sucked up by the juice, you know the runner in the night
Held up like a loofah by the foreman of the night
Caught up in the noose thats swinging in the night
wrapped up like a do chin in the middle of the night
shot loose like a goose, another runner in the night
Wrapped up like a duke in the ordinary night
Dressed up like a duke, another rumor in the night
hung up like a goose, another runner in the night
Racked up like hooter, in the middle of the night
racked up like a deuce in a momentary flight
rabbit wants some juice, like a donut in the night
messed up like a demon that was roaming in the night
Dressed up like a dude, you know, the roamer in the night
Set up like a loser only come back wearin tights
Racked up like a moose, that's been run over in the night
Wrapped up like a dude, sha na na, reuben in delight
Wrapped up like ol' tuscon on a rubber-ended night
Cut loose like a goose, another roamer in the night
Wrapped up , la la la, she was a loner in the night
Wracked up by the goosin' and the runner in the night
Revved up with the juice, another router in the night
Wrapped up like a deuce ya know the roter in the night
Wrecked up like a goose, in the middle of the night
Took off like the Juice, another runner in the night
Wrapped up like a deuce, another roller in the night
Throw up blah blah blah in the middle of the night
Revved up like a dude, she ain't no rover in the night
Cut loose like a goose from the spirit of the night
Wrapped up like a deuce, a holy roller in the night
Rapping like the duke, you know, the rumor in the night
Wake up like a dachshund in the middle of the night

Should you have your own interpretation, do share.

Sorry to ruin the song for any of you.

Engrish.com

Jill brought this website to my attention. Along the lines of mymomisafob.com, this is one of my new favorite sites! So awesome! I have always wondered why it is they don't have translators to proof this stuff. I mean, when I was Korea, I saw these kinds of English bumbles on everything that could be printed on. A source told me that companies do it on purpose, as if it is cool or something. I don't believe it. I just think Asians are dumb.

http://engrish.com/

The new face of Diet Coke

Mia is teething and when I pulled out a Diet Coke from the fridge today, she started gnawing on it. Coke should consider hiring a spokesbaby.

Utahr

Summer is here and well, there isn't much going on. I really don't have much to chat about, so I guess I'll just give a review of some of the things I've been doing.

School got out in mid-June and I spent a week in Eugene moving out of my apartment on Goodpasture Loop and just hanging around town. I loved my apartment, but, it was just a little too far from campus and more than I needed to be paying. All of my stuff fit happily in a storage bin and I'll be finding myself another one-bedroom come fall quarter.

I also found myself looking forward to each game of the NBA Finals. I'll tell you, I have gotten pretty good at bar games from hanging out in sports bars. There's nothing much for me to do while the game is on, so I've taken up darts and pool. I expect to be called a pro one day. Give me another year in business school and it'll happen.

Last week, Kyle drove with me to Utah to hang with the fam. We stopped in Boise to drop by the Westside Drive-In to have a taste of their famous prime rib as featured on Food Network's "Diners, Dives and Drive-Ins". Unfortunately, they only served prime rid on Sundays and Mondays so we settled for other hearty selections. The food was okay. I wish we could have tried the prime rib, but the meat was tasty and the menu looked yummy, so it wasn't a total dud, but not super impressive.



Once we got to Salt Lake City, Kyle met my bro, Denise and the little ones. Then, one of the first things we did was of course, a walk through of Temple Square.




Kyle seemed intrigued, but not overly entertained. Which was understandable. It's Temple Square, not Disneyland. I was impressed with what the Church has done with it though. Improvements all around and I think it is serving a greater purpose with the renovations and still as beautiful as ever.

We came back home to celebrate my big 32. That's a lot of years to be around. Every year, I feel either up or down on my birthday. I can't really predict how I will feel each June 18th until the actual day comes. This year, I felt a little down. Not sure why, I really had no reason to, but I just did a little bit. I think it's just an "old" thing. Good thing it only lasts one day.

It was fun to celebrate with the family though. They were so fun and Denise, despite her busy life, made me a cute little cake.





Kyle was super cute and for my birthday, among other things, got me a carton of Whoppers and my first set of darts! So fun if you ask me! World Championship of Darts here I come! Just you wait, this'll be me one day.


The following day, Kyle and I trekked down to Provo. I took him to Gandolfo's for a Burning Bridge sandwich and broccoli and cheese salad, then we headed over to Y-mountain.

It was a beautiful, clear day and it was fun to see the improvements they've made to the trail. The hike was nice and just as I had remembered: steep and hot.




As with most everything in Utah, Kyle seemed unimpressed with the big, white 'Y' and the less than exciting hike. He may have thought it was a little bit cool, but I don't think he quite understood the rationale behind all the random letters on the mountains around Utah. I suppose there really is no need for explanation, I think it's at least a little bit cool!

Then I took him around campus. I showed him the Ride Board which he seemed quite intrigued by. He laughed at the Honor Code posters. He thought campus was clean and pretty; "neat" as he described it. He was impressed with the Bookstore and the fact that there was a Pop-A-Shot in the game center of the Wilk. I think the tour went well.

We then rushed back to Draper to change and made our way up to Layton for Krista Davis and Derek Funk's wedding. Who knew Layton was so far? It was nice that my schedule just happened to coincide with Krista's wedding. I was happy to be able to celebrate with her and Derek!

One thing I am loving about the whole wedding scene these days is the emergence of the candy bar! This is my third wedding where the take away was a bag of candy! What a revolutionary idea! It's colorful, fun and yummy!






So in my continuing quest to "show off" Utah, I took Kyle to Park City the following day. Overall, it got another resounding, "eh". Olympic Park was cool, the museum was fun, but Kyle just didn't seem all that entertained. Even the flying ski jumpers into the swimming pool didn't get anymore than a mild response. Maybe it was the fact that we got ripped off at "Cows" in Park City on Main Street. $9 for two ice cream cones? Puhlease.






Realizing that any further efforts to "sell" Utah would be futile, I chose to give it one last shot. So, I drove him out to the Great Salt Lake. I lived in Utah for five years, have visited more than several times since then and never once have I ever gone to the Great Salt Lake. So I took Kyle. Boy, no one ain't been missin' nothin'.

My top five words to describe this amazing Utah attraction:
1. Smelly
2. Trashy
3. Pretty view
4. Dirty
5. Disgusting

Dead birds were everywhere. Yucky bugs. Stinky like poo. Bottom line: Not a place for curious children.



Of course the best part of the trip has been all of the time I have been able to spend with my niece and nephew. These little kiddies are just cuter and sweeter than ever. It is definitely exhausting to be around them all of the time, but I have been learning a lot about raising children. I love them more and more!


Although this may appear to be child abuse, she loved playing in the 18-gallon storage container! Throw in a few toys and she was in heaven!


Kyle left early in the week and will return in a few days to drive with me to San Diego where I will start my internship July 7. We'll be stopping through Zion National Park and while Salt Lake may not be his thing, I think Utah will redeem itself through its beautiful canyons.

Just when you think toilet paper couldn't get any better!

Is toilet paper really archaic? disgusting?
Do we really need an 18" extension to take care of business?
Is this really the greatest improvement to toilet paper since the 1880's?

Really?

Sometimes, there just isn't a lot we can do about the basics of everyday living.

See more funny videos and TBT Videos at Today's Big Thing.

Too bad it doesn't fold down to compact size. I figure if people were to use it, they would want to be able to conveniently be able to tote it around. How would you explain this contraption to someone?!

Freakish M&Ms

I don't know if you've seen these before, maybe they are just a Eugene special, but I tried these Strawberried-Peanut Butter M&Ms the other day and in not so many words, they are barfy.


To describe the taste, it is an oddly confusing mixture of fruit and peanut. Now, I kind of get it. PB & J right? Oh how clever. But, it doesn't work. I don't mind a mild sensation of confusion every once in a while, but this taste test was just completely perplexing. At first, it's a whole lot of strawberry. And then it's all peanut butter, but when it's said and done, it's mostly just nonsense.

What is it with candy companies getting overly creative? I mean, I know, from my business school vocab, "product extension", "product expansion", "product line diversification". But really, is M&M a product that needs any sort of diversification? Its three strongest products, Plain, Peanut, and Peanut Butter, are on the top 10 list of best-selling candies. They have a good thing going! No need to mar their reputation by adding fruit to the mix! I mean, it's not like there is a hugely competitive peanut butter and fruit-flavored candy market out there. When you got a good thing going, stick to it.

Considering what it takes to get a product from concept to store shelf, it is amazing to me how a strawberried-peanut butter products get the green light. Among the other products that really don't belong within reach of consumers:

- popcorn-flavored Jelly Belly's
- fish-flavored candies
- booger candy

There are a lot of better examples at good candies gone wrong but I can't think of any. If you have some, do share.

Bottom line: avoid the disappointment, deny the intrigue, stay away from this M&M mutant and stick to the M&M product you love.

Hairy Mia

I have so many things I keep meaning to blog about but no time to sit down and blog.

But one thing that's always easy to post about and pretty much speaks for herself, is my little niece Mia!

At only seven months, she has had several haircuts and is getting cuter and chubbier than ever! Apparently, in this pic, she was telling Denise a fantastic story of some sort. Too cute!

Here is a shrine of pics of my cute little niece Mia. I feel perfectly fine bragging about her and showing her off the to the world. This is one light I will not be hiding under any bushels.


I am looking forward to summer when I will get to spend a good few weeks with my niece and nephew in Utah. I love this little girl! And her big brother too!