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It is my most sincere wish that someday Foam Animals will ask Astronaut Love Triangle to do a cameo in one of their videos, or maybe even open for them. Sure it's a dream, but aim for the stars, I say.
Here is their latest hit: Tap that Shit.
Urban Dictionary:
1. tap that shit
To "get up in that", as the homies like to say; also to "tap that ass"
I tapped that shit, yo!
Manny Blue gained some extra fame points this week. Her posting on taking the hula hoop on the bus was picked up by Hooping.org, the hub around which the worldwide hooping community revolves. They quote her post and then point out:
While taking your hoop with you might get you some unwanted attention, it's also the ultimate beacon for us to find one another.
Not that Manny got unwanted attention. "Unwanted attention" is an oxymoron where she is concerned.
Can you believe it... the hula hoop got me all kinds of attention! I know... your mouth is hanging open and you're thinking - wow - really?
After letting in his passengers... a #85 bus driver sees me in the bus shelter with my hula hoop and says: Hey, I remember when those came out... were you fund raising? HaHa... have a good night!
On the #96
I sit down beside a cute young man.
Cute Young Man: What's with the hula hoop? Were you performing at the bus stop? (laughs in a friendly way)
Manny Blue: No, I was practicing a routine for my performance art band... we're all about the art... and we're art because we say so... (I go on a bit more à la David Scrimshaw)
CYM: Do you have a web site?
Manny Blue: A blog... but look us up on Facebook under Astronaut Love Triangle.
CYM: Cool, I will! See ya... (he gets off the bus)
Young woman sits beside me - very, very pretty and friendly.
Pretty Young Woman: Hey, I've got two hula hoops at home and I've been practicing... but I can only go in one direction.
Manny Blue: What? Oh, I never thought of spinning the opposite way...
PYW: Oh, ya... you need to do both sides... you should also use two hula hoops... then you can spin one around your chest and one around your waist (I look at her bosom - ok she's not much bigger then I am... must be feasible)... and you can spin them on your wrists... (god she's bubbly - but oh her skin is such a nice color - just like warm caramel)
Well, she blah, blahs for a while... then she's gone too...
That was fun... I need little calling cards that I can hand out during such moments with our blog address...
