We need some fun!
Posted by taggles on June 11, 2009
I thought this is one of the funniest things I have seen in a long time. The pics and video really tickled my funny bone! I hope you enjoy!
If you would like to learn more about these amazing tree climbing moroccan goats, please visit Webecoist.
What’s made you laugh lately? You might have noticed that I’m not picky when it comes to humor, almost anything goes. The image of goats in trees has had me giggling for the last half hour!
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latda said
Fun Goooood! I’m going to a wine tasting…will think or you all with every sip!
taggles said
have fun latda! remember no blogging and drinking! it never ends well! LOL
garychapelhill said
Chastity Bono is changing gender.
kudos to CNN for using the correct pronoun!
helenk said
One of those goats ate the bible that had my birth certificate in it. I know one of them is at least 21 years old.
I e-mailed some of the conductors and engineers that are on my extra list and told them this excuse will not give them a day off.
http://www.maniacworld.com/happy-chinchilli-day.html
I am ordering cds from this place
http://www.maniacworld.com/best-shipping-notice-ever.html
WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS
PUMAS,BUBBAS,EQUALISTS AND THOSE PEOPLE RULE
helenk said
HELP ME HELP ME
I know I put two links but they are good ones HONEST////////
Get me out of moderations////////
DYB said
Hey, were the two posts by a “John Smith” in the downstairs thread made by a troll or what?
taggles said
Helen, those are hilarious! I will remember chinchilla day next year!
taggles said
I wasn’t sure DYB. But I didn’t have a warm fuzzy feeling about them. I’ll put him in moderation.
taggles said
Has everyone already seen goats in trees and I’m behind the curve or something?? LOL
DYB said
taggles, I don’t think those posts were facetious.
helenk said
these are not funny but I think there are awesome. I pull up this website sometimes just to see something beautiful.
http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/
Some times we forget we are not the be all and end all of everything.
WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS
PUMAS,BUBBAS,EQUALISTS AND THOSE PEOPLE RULE
madamab said
That’s adorable, taggles! I love the little sounds they make – soooooo cute!
DYB said
Okay, something that made me laugh was this autobiographical article by the tenor Jerry Hadley about his debut at New York City Opera. It’s a little long, but worth the effort. The opera in question was “Lucia di Lammermoor” and Hadley’s part was of Lucia’s doomed husband. It’s a short role; Lucia kills him off-stage in the next scene before singing her famous Mad Scene.
“I vividly remember my City Opera debut. As my friends will tell you, I believe that any story worth telling is worth embellishing and improving with each passing year. However, in this instance, as Joe Friday used to say on Dragnet, I will tell you “just the facts.”
[The night of my debut] rolled around. I hadn’t really had a proper rehearsal, but by this time, I had developed a mantra. I would go home at night and chant, “I-am-a-professional-singer-I-know-my-part-everything-will-be-fine-I-am- a- professional-singer-I-know-my-part-everything-will-be-fine.” When I showed up at the theater, it occurred to me that all I knew about the set was the tape marks. So I went up and found the stage manager. “Do you think it’s going to be possible for me to walk on this set before I go on to sing?” He said, “Oh, yes! No problem! You’re in the second scene of Act II. The curtain will come down we’ll change the scene, and before everybody else walks onstage, I’ll send for you. You can give it a look.” I said, “Oh, thank you, thank you. That’s great. O.K.”
Sure enough, when the time came, they changed the set. I said “Now?” and he said, “Now!” I walked onstage to look things over and was out there for maybe five seconds when about eighty people charged onstage whom I had never seen before. In costume. I sort of froze, because I was definitely not in Kansas anymore, and then, thank God, Robert Hale [Raimondo] had the presence of mind to say, “Hey! Get up here! The curtain is going up!” So I ran up the stairs and got to the platform just as we heard, “DadumdaDUMDUM, DadumdaDUM.” I looked out into that vast sea of humanity, and there was Beverly Sills sitting up [in the general director's] box. She gave me a kind of a thumbs-up wave as I was standing there, and that was that.
The first thing I had to do was sing my little aria to Enrico – “Per poco fra le tenebre,” right? – and I realized I had no earthly idea which one of those people was Richard Fredricks, who was Enrico. So I turned to Bob Hale and whispered, “Where ishe?” He said, “Right over there. The blond.” Well, Richard’s not blond in real life, but I found him, sang my aria, got the high note and thought, “Ha. That’s not so hard.”
Well, God heard that. He set out to prove I was mortal. Because the next thing that had to happen was a cross to stage left for Fredricks and me. We were supposed to be talking about the impending marriage. So there was a chair – and I had a goblet in one hand and my other hand on my scabbard- and I sat down and tried to look real macho. Somehow, the scabbard got itself lodged in the rungs of my chair, and I didn’t realize it. So I sat there, singing “M’è noto. Si! M’è noto!” He got up and walked across the stage, and I followed him, dragging my chair with me. Even to the novice audience member, that looked wrong. So a couple of the supers came over and very nicely took the chair off the sword and – I don’t know what made me do this, but I glanced up to see how the boss was taking all this, and I couldn’t see Beverly anymore. What I could see was this shock of red hair leaning on the front rail of the bow. She was laughing so hard she couldn’t sit up!
By now I felt like Jim Ignatowski in Taxi. I was in a different zone from the rest of the world. Then these three supers approached me, and one of them said – I swear this is a direct quote – “Come with us. We’re your friends.” They took me up to sign the marriage contract, which I did, and by now I was in a position to see Lucia come down the stairs. I stood up and tried to regain my composure. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, my head was grabbed from behind. It absolutely snapped back. I turned around, and there was one of these guys who had just told me that he was myfriend. I said, “What are youdoing?” He said, “Don’t worry. It’s out.” I said, “What?” He answered, “Thefire.” The plume on my hat had gotten too close to the candelabra and had caught fire, and I was the only one in the State Theater who didn’t know it.
So now, I see Lucia coming down the stairs. My bride. Do you realize how short this scene is? Normally, the Arturo scene goes like a snap. Well, for me that night it was like Götterdämmerung! Here was Lucia coming down the stairs, Gianna Rolandi, laughing so hard there were tears streaming down her face, and her teeth weregritted, she was trying so hard to keep it together. I was supposed to walk over to her and bow very gallantly. I got over, and she hissed, “Don’t make me laugh!”
Now I was supposed to bow to her and doff my hat. Because I was wearing a wig and because the hat had been pinned onto the back of my head in such a way that I had no peripheral sense of where I was, I didn’t know that when they put my fire out they had pulled on my wig so hard the hat had fallen off. Again I was the only person in the State Theater who was not aware of this. So I bowed as instructed and reached for a nonexistent hat. Where’s my hat? No hat. So instead I substituted something Veronica Lake might have done – I sort of flipped my long hair at her.
Edgardo came on, and I thought, “Great. Now they’ll watch him.” When it was time for the sextet, I got as far downstage as I could, thinking, “I’m gonna sing really loud now. I’m not going to let this opportunity pass me by.” This is a pointless strategy when you’re singing the inner voice in the ensemble. But everything seemed to work out fine. We were almost done.
When the music was drawing to an end, and the last note had been sung, I was supposed to draw my sword and turn upstage threateningly to Edgardo as he exited. Well, I was standing in the wrong place, and I didn’t know that four guys – my friends – near me were also going to draw their swords as they turned upstage en masse. I wasn’t prepared to move out of their way, so – according to my wife, who was sitting in the second row – the last thing people saw, as the music cut off and the curtain began to come in, was that I drew my sword, turned upstage – just as my friends did with their swords drawn – and got at least two of their swords right where it hurts. And I jumped. I left the stage – straight up in the air – as the curtain came down.
After the curtain hit the floor there was long pause backstage – maybe a second of silence, I guess, but it felt like an eternity. Everybody looked at me and then dissolved in laughter. Everybody chortling, “That was really funny. Welcome to the company, man!” So I went back to my dressing room, thinking the worst. “Well, I’ve sung at the City Opera once. That’s better than nothing.” Then Beverly came backstage, and when she knocked at my door, I could see she was prepared to put a good face on the whole thing to cheer me up – you know, singer to singer. Well, she took one look at me and went, “HAAAAAAAAAhahahahaHHHHAAAA!” Don’t worry! We’ll talk! We’ll talk!”
That was my debut. I actually got good notices! After that, everything else was a piece of cake! That really did happen, and I only embellished it in one spot, I swear.
[This article appeared in the February 8, 1997 issue of Opera News (Vol. 61, No.10, p. 22)”
Hadley was a marvelous artist. Sadly he shot himself on July 16, 2007 and died two days later.
taggles said
I tried to find a video of them climbing up the trees, but no luck!
I wanna know how they got up there!
taggles said
Oh my DYB, that was hilarious! had me lol!
helenk said
DYB
Just the visual of that story had me laughing so hard I almost cried.
What a great performer he was to keep on going in the midst of all that.
WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS
PUMAS,BUBBAS,EQUALISTS AND THOSE PEOPLE RULE
lililam said
Taggles, my late husband was an arborist and he would take our dog to work with him. She would climb trees at times, but only the ones that had sloping branches, such as some in your pictures. She would just carefully walk up the sloped trunk or branch until she gained altitude and stop if it became too vertical. I imagine the goats did the same thing, although most goats are capable of jumping, so they could leap over any separation between sloped branches. btw, my father was from Morocco, but from Casablanca, not the above area. Thanks for the picture.
madamab said
I love that story, DYB, and Hadley was one of the most beautiful lyric tenors I’ve ever heard.
taggles said
This freaked me out and it does everytime I watch it.
garychapelhill said
taggles, that is one of my favorite moments in television history.
garychapelhill said
Dark Sided!!!!
Pat Johnson said
This one beats the Whitney Houston video! Crazy!!
taggles said
She took the $$$ tho, didn’t she!
taggles said
She’s not a Christian!!!!!!!!!!!!
garychapelhill said
she ended up going back on the show and doing it again, but it wasn’t funny really the second time around.
garychapelhill said
She believes in the moon and the stars, Gargyles, Slychics… She’s not a CHRISTIAN!!!!
taggles said
In jesus name i pray, i planted that seed and i will see the harvest.
Did you notice the camera woman backing away!
garychapelhill said
God Warrior on Trading Spaces??
Three Wickets said
Sox are making quite a comeback against the Yanks in the eight.
DYB said
I’m in moderation in the thread downstairs. I’ll repost that info in this thread, and might end up in moderation as well.
DYB said
Someone posted on edgeoforever’s site a few e-mail addresses at CBS if you want to tell them what you think of David Letterman and his jokes:
nina.tassler@cbs.com
kelly.kahl@cbs.com
kim.sartori@cbs.com
lmoonves@cbs.com
There’s also:
CBS Television Network (Headquarters)
51 West 52nd Street
New York, NY 10019-6188
Main Number: (212) 975-4321
LATE SHOW WITH DAVID LETTERMAN
The Ed Sullivan Theater
1697 Broadway
New York, NY 10019
Executive Producer:
Rob Burnett, Barbara Gines, Maria Pope
Pat Johnson said
Sox sweep the Yanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DYB said
I sent this e-mail to the 4 e-mail addresses above:
“Hello Mr. Moonves,
It is a sad day in the world when a comedian has to tell rape jokes to get a laugh. Not just any old rape jokes, mind you! But Mr. Letterman makes jokes about the rape of a child. And CBS has taken no action on the matter. Letterman hasn’t even apologized for his “ugly” jokes. Because make no mistake about it, he made no apologies. (As if jokes about assaulting an 18 year old are ok!) I wonder if CBS would be as silent as it has been if Letterman had made jokes about a sexual assault on one of Barack Obama’s daughters. They did just return from Paris, the city of love, filled with amorous Frenchmen. I dare David Letterman to make jokes about one of the Obama girls getting knocked up by a Frenchman in Paris. You don’t really see that happening, do you? So why is it alright to make such vile jokes at the expense of someone whose last name is Palin? It is a sad day in the world, Ms. Sartori. And your network’s silence is deafening.
Regards,”
Three Wickets said
The Brits, they love their pop stars.
Fredster said
I know no ones around but you may see it tomorrow. Loved this one from the first:
latda said
Great letter, DYB!
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