Friday, February 16, 2007

Who wants a theme song?


A long time ago
A million years BC
The best things in life
Were absolutely free.
But no one appreciated
A sky that was always blue.
And no one congratulated
A moon that was always new.
So it was planned that they would vanish now and them
And you must pay before you get them back again.
That's what storms were made for
And you shouldn't be afraid for
Every time it rains it rains
Pennies from heaven.
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven.
You'll find yor fortune falling
All over town.
Be sure that your umbrella is upside down.
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers.
If you want the things you love
You must have showers.
So when you hear it thunder
Don't run under a tree.
There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me

33 comments:

Anonymous said...

FIRST!

HAhaha

Rob Dawg said...

I'm sorry but unless you sing it the first post doesn't count.

Anonymous said...

Does anyone else want to punch something? How does this moron keep avoiding what is so due to him?

Anonymous said...

I'm truly hurt.

I tried to compliment Casey on his bookmarks on del.icio.us but he wouldn't approve my post.

http://del.icio.us/sercasey/bible
Creation Science Evangelism: FAQ on Hugh Ross
to drhovind hughross creation bible christian ... on jan 04, 2006

http://del.icio.us/sercasey/altscience
Alex Chiu's Eternal Life Device

http://del.icio.us/sercasey/creative
About Save Karyn

http://del.icio.us/sercasey/abstinence
abstinence promotional products

What a complete and total whacko.

Rob Dawg said...

I don't know but if you hum a few bars I can fake it.

Besides, I gave you "Illegitimi non carborundum" just two posts ago with the nice punching clown and Casey attitude.

Anonymous said...

Hey guys if anyone read thru the scary posts on the links from Wowzers a couple threads ago. Be very afraid, whoever Tim May is he is giving the impression he is working on Nano technology self replication machines that he calls 'crypto anarchy' that he will use to kill millions of people, especailly those he hates (jews,blacks).

Its scary because if its the same guy as Tim from mba that dude is a wealthy retired bored millionarie scientist inventor (and genuis?). Just the guy who might dream of doing it.

now youre scared! someone forward those posts to the simon weisenthal center, they are serious about stuff like that even if the fbi isnt.

Anonymous said...

Here's the story, of a man named Casey
Who was working on a whole bunch of sweet deals.
All his credit cards were maxed, but his Jetta
Was quite a set of wheels...

... I set 'em up, someone else finish it ;-)

Anonymous said...

NowImScared,
You have to be kidding...Please. I'd say solving the alpha particle problem says a lot more about him than a bunch of silly crap folks seem to be spewing here these days.

Anonymous said...

Personally, I don't have a problem with abstinence. Been doing it for quite some time.

Anonymous said...

P.S. By choice.

Anonymous said...

I made a theme song for Casey a while back. Here's the preliminary version, but I don't know how much bandwidth I get with freewebs.

http://www.freewebs.com/creepyoldman/HeyCasey_2_12_07.mp3

I'm planning on recording it better this weekend and my friend is going to add a flute part, but I've been as lazy as Casey lately.

Anonymous said...

He approved my ACLU cut-and-paste submission so maybe he's not such a bad guy

Anonymous said...

Here's a theme song for Casey (sung to the tune of the Gilligan's Island Theme):

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful flip,
That started with this small condo,
Who's profit made a blip

The owner was a mighty cash machine,
His wife sure liked to spend,
Two house-flippers got loans that day for an eight mortgage tour,
An eight mortgage tour...

[Thunder]

The market started getting rough,
The housing prices fell,
If not for the power their credit cards,
Their income would be lost, their income would be lost
The mess took ground on the comments of this unlikely hater blog
With Jamba Juice, the homeless dude,
The debt-millionaire and his wife,
Hom-ey DaClown, the haters and P-R-LinkBiz
Here on IAFF!

Anonymous said...

Im NOT kidding!

Here is a quote from the post from Tim May:

"As for government, I estimate that 99% of those in Congress and
government agencies in the past 40 years have earned killing. Of
current Congressvarmints, only two seem to be not guilty. Of low-level
employees, a bunch are just willing dweebs, and may be able to work off
their debts in a labor camp for a decade or two. But probably the
cleaner solution is just to do a thermonuclear cauterization of the
region surrounding Washington and start fresh from there with a very
limited government that honors the Constitution instead of catering to
negroes and queers and welfare addicts.

Crypto anarchy will make delivering justice to tens of millions a
reality. The world will learn a lesson when we burn off these
criminals."

-end

see the full text here
http://marc2.theaimsgroup.com/?l=cypherpunks&m=107285561303402&w=1

Anonymous said...

That should be "Whose" and not "Who's". Casey must be influencing my grammar :) .

Anonymous said...

@8020:
One can be both brilliant and a thoroughly unhinged nutjob. One condition need neither preclude nor mitigate the other.

@nowimscared
Out of respect for Rob Dawg, it might be a good idea to take the Tim discussion elsewhere. Feel free to locate a separate venue and provide a link for the interested parties.

Anonymous said...

after reading caseys latest blog I have come to the conclusion that if this little troll bastard were to get shoved out in front of a bus, that I would laugh.

I simply cant fucking believe that this godamn thief is allowed to roam free in a society where he helped bring it to its knees financially.

It pisses me off to no fucking end that he is directly responsible as a cog in the wheels that make more rungs in the ladder for simple decent hard working folk to attain home ownership.

Casey I wish you would die..put a noose around your neck and just fucking end it.

Your a fucking piece of shit (I know your reading this). I wish you nothing but ill will because you are a lazy bastard that should be forced to live somewhere else.

I hope your wife is destined to a jail cell right along side you and both of you get your due with a lifetime of poverty.

you fucking thief..DIE.

Anonymous said...

Rob Dawg,
How about an abstinence post/thread? That seems to be generating some interest.

Anonymous said...

I don't care for song parodies. So I won't do any.

But I do think that almost the entire album 'tommy' by the Who could be parodied into Casey's story if you subsituted being really good at pinball with being really crap at real estate and changed being deaf dumb and blind with being mentally subnormal.

Anonymous said...

Also, Rob, I think a good new topic would be: "The US, Asia and Europe's Golgafrincham B Ark?".

Anonymous said...

Rather annoyed by the noise I missed the WasteLand references in your song.
Favorite poem of all time.

Anonymous said...

Tim from Monterey Bay is Tim May?!?!

Suddenly, much becomes clear.

Anonymous said...

For those who don't particularly care or concern themselves T.S. Eliot, here is the final segment:
In our empty rooms
DA
Dayadhvam: I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
Only at nightfall, aethereal rumours
Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
DA
Damyata: The boat responded
Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar
The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
To controlling hands
I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantih

Anonymous said...

It won't be a popular opinion here: but that TS Elliot, he's not that good though, is he?

In fact, he might have legitimized a bubble in the old poetry world just because people were able to tie his wasteland to a huge social and economic dislocation what had happened at that time. And even though he's not that good he changed things in the poetry world forever, didn't he? So maybe we will stay at a permenantly high plateau in real estate. Because we did with the poetry and art.

(It's not the lady of shallott).

Anonymous said...

I love the idea of sending dirty pennies to Casey - I just want him to send us a dime for each five pennies he receives....

See - it could be a sweet "win-win" deal for all of us.... And in CaseyMath (it's like new math, only backwards) it will take him at least 440,000,000 in pennies to realize he's back in debt for $2.2 million!

Anonymous said...

Everything I needed to know about life I read in The Waste Land at perhaps to early an age. It is one SWEET poem.

Anonymous said...

P.S. Tim would never forget to add the extra o to too.

Anonymous said...

@annon 9:21

When they publish your anthology, let us know.

Miguel said...

But I do think that almost the entire album 'tommy' by the Who could be parodied into Casey's story if you subsituted being really good at pinball with being really crap at real estate and changed being deaf dumb and blind with being mentally subnormal.

Here you go - and, gloriously, the line "He's got crazy flipper fingers" is in the original!

Ever since I was a young boy
I've played 'most every scam
From Sacto down to Texas
That's the kind of guy I am
But I ain't seen nothing like him
To do with estate that's real
That blond Uzbeki moron
Sure talks a sweet sweet deal

He lied on his loan forms
And lied to his wife
He lied to banks and agents
About his status in life
He blogs his dirty laundry
To try to make us reel
That blond Uzbeki moron
Sure talks a sweet sweet deal

He's a sweet sweet dealer
There's got to be a twist
A sweet sweet dealer
Gets so many people pissed

How do you think he does it?
(I don't know)
What makes him so bad?

He don't need no distractions
Can't hear those haters and fools
No warning lights a flashin'
Don't care 'bout no rules
Always gets more credit
Peter can pay Paul
That blond Uzbeki moron
Sure hopes to screw us all

I thought I was
The house price scamming king
But I just handed
My flipping crown to him

Even with a sure-fire winner
He can run up debts
His disciples lead him on
And he just does the rest
He's got crazy flipper fingers
Shame about no brain
That blond Uzbeki moron
Can't see the oncoming train

Anonymous said...

Miguel: you are a poet! brilliant!

Anonymous said...

To sit in solemn silence
In a dull dark dock
Awaiting the sensation
Of a short sharp shock
From a cheap & chippy chopper
On a big black block.

Miguel said...

In a pestilential prison
With a life-long lock

Anonymous said...

Sorry, not a parady, but I couldn't resist sharing the lyrics for my nomination for a Casey theme song.

"Suicide is Painless" - Theme Song to M*A*S*H

Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...

[REFRAIN]:

That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make
all our little joys relate
without that ever-present hate
but now I know that it's too late, and...

[REFRAIN]

The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
so this is all I have to say.

[REFRAIN]

The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat
and to another give my seat
for that's the only painless feat.

[REFRAIN]

The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...

[REFRAIN]

A brave man once requested me
to answer questions that are key
is it to be or not to be
and I replied 'oh why ask me?'

[REFRAIN]

'Cause suicide is painless
it brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.

...and you can do the same thing if you please.