This is awesome. Really, really awesome. Spontaneous musical numbers breaking out at a food court? Just like Real Life(tm)!
You can read all the details at the Improv Everywhere site.
Update: if the video doesn’t play, click on the link and you can see it there instead.
RodeoClown: would also like a napkin serviette.
I’ve been mucking around behind the magic blog curtain this morning, so if anything breaks, please let me know.
RodeoClown: wonderfully wizard-like.
If you are a lady who gets surgery to make you look like a dude downstairs, and then the government gives you a bit of paper that says they will pretend like you are really a dude, and not just a lady with a beard and some dangly bits stuck on, and then you decide that you want a kid and stop taking the dude-pills, so you can get pregnant…
I think that pretty conclusively proves that you aren’t really a dude. Just a lady who really wants to be a dude - and I mean, what lady doesn’t?
RodeoClown: is a real dude.
RodeoClown: likes this.
I found this amusing:
RodeoClown: easily amused (and pointing to his head).
I’m not really sure where the time has gone, but the little dude I caught at 5:32am on one fine Tuesday morning, has turned four.
He’s doin’ fine!
One of my wife’s traditions is to ask the kids what cake they want from the Women’s Weekly Birthday Cake book.
Matty chose the rocket cake. Jen’s not planning on making one again - it was quite tricky. But also awesome and tasty.
Clinkers, freckles and fruit sticks - how can you go wrong?
RodeoClown: loves his biggest boy to the moon. And back.
I Ian, in the presence of God,
take you Jennifer to be my wife;
to have and to hold
from this day forward,
for better for worse,
for richer for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish
as long as we both shall live.This is my solemn vow and promise.
—
Jennifer, with this ring I wed you;
With all that I am and all that I have
I honour you;
In the name of God. Amen.
RodeoClown: doesn’t promise much.
