Half-naked exploding porpoises
We went roller skating tonight (wahoo!).
Shelby did great - was skating by himself most of the time, no worries about falling, just got back up. Mostly he kind of runs on the skates, but, sometimes, he’d roll for a bit.
Allison had fun & didn’t fall down at all 
It’s funny, watching Shelby skate reminded me so much of how she used to skate when she was his age. Gives me hope that he’ll be able to really move & enjoy the music while he’s skating some day, too, just like Allison does.
Annie did OK. She likes to fall down on purpose, just so that she can have us pick her up. That girl really likes attention I had a talk with her about really trying hard to stand up, not pulling on our arms, so that, when she really *does* fall, we won’t be too tired to help her when she *really* needs it. Also explained why it was dangerous to be on the floor at a skating rink, with all of the heavy skates & people not being able to stop easily. After that, and after watching the big kids skating, she did try a bit more to actually skate.
My legs are tired, though
As we were leaving the skating rink, they were playing a song that I’ve always liked - “Take A Picture” by Filter. I never really knew what it meant, but loved the lyric “Would you take a picture? ‘Cause I won’t remember”. Just seems so beautiful, so wistful - like such a lovely reminder to cherish the love that’s all around you right now. You can hear a sample of the song at Amazon.
So, as I was getting the kids ready for bed, Allison looked up the song for me online & we looked at the lyrics, to see if we could figure out what it was all about.
FILTER
“Take A Picture”Awake on my airplane
Awake on my airplane
My skin is bear
My skin is theirs
Awake on my airplane
Awake on my airplane
My skin is bare
My skin is theirs
I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Awake on my airplane
Awake on my airplane
I feel so real::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::
Could you take my picture
‘Cuz I won’t remember
Could you take my picture
‘Cuz I won’t remember
Could you take my picture
‘Cuz I won’t remember
YeahI don’t believe in
I don’t believe in
In your sanctity
Your privacy
I don’t believe in
I don’t believe in
Sanctity
A hypocrisy
Could everyone agree that
No one should be left alone
Could everyone agree that
They should not be left alone yeah
And I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Kicking and screaming::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::
Hey dad what do you think about your son now
Ah hey dad what do you think about your son now
Hmm… Still don’t really get it. Maybe ‘airplane’ means something different, we thought… I had to put the kids to bed & said that I’d just look it up afterwards.
I did…
Here’s what wikipedia has to say about it:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filter_(band)
* The song Take a Picture is about a dispute on an airplane. Richard Patrick stripped down to his boxers to get comfortable enough to sleep, alarming the other passengers. Lyrics include: “I don’t believe in privacy”; “I feel like a new-born”; and “Awake on my airplane.” “Take a picture” is a popular expression to say when someone is caught staring, especially at someone who is naked or in his or her underwear (”Why don’t you take a picture? It’ll last longer.”).* The lyrics “Hey, Dad, what do you think about your son now?” in the song Take a Picture refers to the fact that Patrick’s father didn’t believe he could make it in the recording business and tried to persuade him to pursue another direction.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Take_a_Picture
The song’s lush synthesized wall of sound and its lyrics, revolving around the chorus: Could you take my picture / Cause I won’t remember, lends it a surreal and dreamlike aura. This has caused many people to interpret the meaning of the song for something that it wasn’t. Patrick has come out and said that the song is only about him getting drunk on an airplane, taking off all of his clothes, and wrestling with the flight attendants who tried to subdue him.
Sigh
So, now, when I listen to that song, I’m not going to be thinking about a wistful cherishing of time as it passes. Instead, I’m going to be thinking about some obnoxious drunk half-naked idiot on a plane.
Reminds me of one of my favorite Bloom County strips - where Opus tells a friend that the Beatles’ “Yesterday” reminded him of porpoises frolicking in the Antarctic – until they made a video for the song full of half-naked women and explosions. Now when Opus hears “Yesterday,” all he can think of are half-naked exploding porpoises. (Wish I could find the strip to link here, but I can’t…)
