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Monday, April 26, 2004


Ana Ng's Siamese Soiree!!


Let's start off Ana's party with her song.

Ana Ng by They Might Be Giants

Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
It's like a whirlpool and it never ends

Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

All alone at the '64 World's Fair
Eighty dolls yelling "Small girl after all"
Who was at the DuPont Pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in the back of the edge of hearing
These are the words the voice was repeating:

Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:
"I don't want the world, I just want your half"

They don't need me here, and I know you're there (don't need me)
Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)
And the truth is, we don't know anything (don't know)

Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

Ana Ng and I are getting old
And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence
Listen Ana hear my words
They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you.




Ana Ng is my 9 year old Siamese cat. She rules the house with an iron paw. Put it this way, Brynner is afraid of her. If she is sitting in the middle of the room he will walk around her in a big arc so she can't attack him! There have been times when she has come running out of the bedroom, screaming like a banshee, swats at his feet while he is standing in the living room, then runs away.

I think just knowing he is there annoys her. Be afraid, be very afraid. She is more evil than Bun Bun's gas! @_@

As long as you do what she says, it will be ok. So in other words, you better be here for every single day of her little soiree or she will be angry. We definately don't want that!

Now, let us all bask in the glory of her image......



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