Month: September 2006

  1. Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
    “Dance Me to the End of Love” by Kate Gibson (orig. Leonard Cohen), guessed by Betty
  2. She’s got a carburetor tied to the moon
    “The New Pollution” by Beck, guessed by Marc
  3. Mellow roll for the flavor and the eyes for peeping
    “Fell in Love With a Girl” by the White Stripes, guessed by Victor
  4. New York is cold, but I like where I’m living
    “Famous Blue Raincoat” by Leonard Cohen, guessed by Betty
  5. But you’re as cold as yesterday’s mashed potatoes
  6. I don’t want no screaming ya-ya girls
  7. I’m gonna slick my hair like Elvis
  8. You just put on your coat and hat
    “Yakety Yak” by the Coasters, guessed by Victor
  9. Turn off you mind, relax and float downstream
    “Tomorrow Never Knows” by the Beatles, guessed by Betty and Kim (and maybe, almost, Thud)
  10. She tried to be a good girl and a good wife
    “Surrender” by U2, guessed by Kim

As always: I post the lyric, you guess the lyric. It’s like some kind of weird symbiotic relationship here. Best of luck.

Last week’s answers have now been posted.

Last night’s Neil Gaiman event was a lot of fun, and I’m really glad I was able to attend. Even if it meant standing in line for more than an hour beforehand. Because even that meant that I was one of the few who only had to wait about half an hour to get a book signed. (We had color-coded bracelets, depending on when we’d arrived, and I have no trouble believing he was still signing more than two hours after I left.)

I only regret that I didn’t get a photograph. I had my cell phone camera with me, but the battery was dying — as, it seems, so is the entire phone lately — and it doesn’t take very good pictures anyway. (As last June’s Michael Palin spotting will attest.) I also regret that I didn’t have any questions or anything more clever to say than “Yep” when he asked if I was the Fred he was signing for*. He was quite friendly to everyone in line, and both he and John Hodgman were very entertaining.

Come to think of it, I also wish I’d brought along a copy of Hodgman’s book, The Areas of My Expertise for him to sign as well. Of course, if I’d done that — or stopped to pick up a copy of Where’s Neil When You Need Him? on my way out — I would have definitely missed my train.

Still, great fun, and worth the wait in line. My thanks to fellow cappers Gerson and Meldrick for joining me.

* I didn’t know what to say. “I read Anansi Boys the other week. It was…eh…okay…”? “Hey! This other book I’ve got here that I was reading while waiting to get in? You wrote a blurb on the back! Neat!”? “So…that was a no earlier to the Terry Pratchett/Neil Gaiman slash-fiction, huh…?”? Yeah, I just smiled politely and said thanks.