The Bird Ate My Homework

Last night

Tyranosøren Wrecks eating Laurie’s homework!

Belafonte watching the Super Bowl halftime show on Apple Music.

I don’t watch football, so I did not see the game or the halftime show yesterday afternoon. However, I read various complaints about the halftime show this morning on various platforms. Most of the complaints were that people couldn’t understand the lyrics, others about how Kendrick Lamar danced, moved around, and bent down while he rapped.

When I got home, Laurie said I needed to watch and listen to the halftime show on Apple Music through her fancy Apple headphones that have dimensional sound. I can’t speak to what it was like watching the halftime show live, but watching it on Apple Music, the show was spectacular and the sound was phenomenal through Lurie’s Apple headphones. I’m not fond of rap, but that was a great show and I liked the music.

As far as Kendrick Lamar’s moving around and bending down while he raps, moving and bending help to open up the vocal folds, making the rapper’s voice more effective. I don’t know if rappers know that instinctively or have been trained by vocal coaches to bend and move while rapping, but I suspect a combination of both.

Spunk Yoga

Almost full moon

Sunset

Twenty Twenty-Five

Marble peeking out to see if Twenty Twenty-five looks safe!

Jeez, you all! Twenty Twenty-five kinda looks the same as 2024!

Belafonte danced in celebration of Twenty-Twenty-five.

Silver: Twenty-twenty-five? I think I feel that way in kitty age!

Glenda: I thought it was Twenty Twenty-five & Six Two Four or something like that?

Jack Sparrow had something to say about Twenty Twenty-five, but he forgot what it was.

Spunk: It’s Twenty Twenty-five, and what do we all get? Another year older and a whole lot of crap!

Marble: Twenty Twenty-five seems sorta safe now that the poor old, pathetic, poopy patrol paparazzo and the other bipeds have eaten their black-eyed peas!

Jake: Twenty Twenty-five? Does that mean more T&A*?

*Treats & Attention.