So mostly, the "random" feature on MP3 players is random only to a point, randomly playing the same twenty-five songs over and over regardless of how many actual songs you have.
Every once in a very great while, though, it will really make my day. It did the other day, when I was walking home, by first cuing up "Bad Horse Letter" from Dr Horrible, which is short enough for me to post the (almost) full lyrics:
He rides across the nation
The thoroughbred of sin
He got the application
You just sent in
It needs evaluation
So let the games begin
A heinous crime, a show of force
A murder would be nice of course
Bad Horse
Bad Horse
Bad Horse
He’s Bad
The Evil League of Evil
Is watching so beware
The grade that you receive
Will be your last we swear
So make the Bad Horse gleeful
Or he’ll make you his mare . . .
Get/You’re saddled up
There’s no recourse
It’s Hi-Ho Silver
Signed Bad Horse
There was that moment of silence between songs. Then:
Javert: Listen, my friends, I have done as I said
I have been to their lines
I have counted each man
I will tell what I can.
Cue me, staggering along the sidewalk outside a hospital, giggling helplessly to myself.
NO, JAVERT. BAD JAVERT. NO BISCUIT.
(Random aside: Thanks to the Les Mis blooper reel, I nearly typed "I have been to their homes/I have watered their plants," which is, as far as I'm concerned, an infinitely superior interpretation.)
Every once in a very great while, though, it will really make my day. It did the other day, when I was walking home, by first cuing up "Bad Horse Letter" from Dr Horrible, which is short enough for me to post the (almost) full lyrics:
He rides across the nation
The thoroughbred of sin
He got the application
You just sent in
It needs evaluation
So let the games begin
A heinous crime, a show of force
A murder would be nice of course
Bad Horse
Bad Horse
Bad Horse
He’s Bad
The Evil League of Evil
Is watching so beware
The grade that you receive
Will be your last we swear
So make the Bad Horse gleeful
Or he’ll make you his mare . . .
Get/You’re saddled up
There’s no recourse
It’s Hi-Ho Silver
Signed Bad Horse
There was that moment of silence between songs. Then:
Javert: Listen, my friends, I have done as I said
I have been to their lines
I have counted each man
I will tell what I can.
Cue me, staggering along the sidewalk outside a hospital, giggling helplessly to myself.
NO, JAVERT. BAD JAVERT. NO BISCUIT.
(Random aside: Thanks to the Les Mis blooper reel, I nearly typed "I have been to their homes/I have watered their plants," which is, as far as I'm concerned, an infinitely superior interpretation.)
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