Ok, you Illinoisans (or Illini, a word I treasure) who keep deceiving Honest Americans with your tricky license plates that say "Land of Lincoln." Today is the day for Kentuckians to remember where he was actually born: a wee cabin near Hodgenville, Kentucky.
I had another blog lined up for today, but last night, during a Twitter-obsessed bluegrass jam, I decided I needed to share these with you.
Twitter used to be the one social media device I kept private. It was only for my real, actual friends ... you know, people I'd want to invite to a dinner party. I'm not very good at maintaining the friend/fan line. I mean, Twitter tells you the latitude/longitude of my most recent tweet! (FYI, for your stalkers.) Then I decided my tweets really weren't all that important, and maybe a good stalker would be good publicity for me. So I opened it up for all the good friends AND fans to follow. (Follow the fun, if you like that sort of thing! twitter.com/BrigidKaelin)
But now that I don't personally know everyone who's following me, I'm hesitant to tweet certain things. Mostly, it's silly little games that my friends are playing that wouldn't make much sense to folks outside the circle.
Like last night's Lincoln Lyrics, for example. I really wanted to join in the fun, but I didn't. I don't know who started it, but there was a declaration:
It is hereby
announced that all songs must be about Abe Lincoln until his birthday
is over. Here in the newsroom, we've started early.
Followed by a rapid series of tweets, all of which took well-known songs and replaced them with Lincoln Lyrics.
Bonus points if they're about Sad Lincoln, but any Lincoln lyrics will be acceptable.
I now give you some of my favorites from last night, from three of my favorite Tweeters and people of all-time. Sometimes they explained what song it was, but it was more fun trying to figure out the melody on my own:
Cat Stevens: I'm being followed by a sad Lincoln, saaad Lincoln sad Lincoln. #lincolnlyrics
Lincoln, he's sad. Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble. Très bien ensemble. #lincolnlyrics
Galileo, Lincoln's Sad. Beelzebub, Honest Abe Emancipated meeee, 'ted
meeeee, 'ted MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *bangs head*
Here come Abe Lincoln, he come saving the union, he fight Battle of Bull Run ..He say "One thing I can tell you slaves have got to be free." #lincolnlyrics
Sweet dreams are made of Abe, who am I to emancipate? He was born tomorrow's date, everybody's looking for Lincoln. #lincolnlyr
I'm all out of Abe, I'm so lost without him, I know he was right, for saving our nation. #lincolnlyrics
"I would free 500
slaves and I would free 500 more just to be the President who beat the
south and won the civil war." #lincolnlyrics (this one had me on my knees!)
Carly Simon: Emancipation. Emancipa-a-ation, is all thanks to Abe. All thanks to Li-i-i-i-incoln. #lincolnlyrics
If I could turn back time. If I could find a way. I would bring you back some Zoloft, Sad Abe. #lincolnlyrics
Elvis Costello: Aaaaaaabe Lincoln. I know this war is killing you. Oooh, Aaaaabe Lincoln...Boothe's aim is true.
I mean, seriously, I was falling out of my barstool at the Monkey Wrench (and wasn't even drinking) from laughing at these. Then I was replacing bluegrass lyrics with Lincoln homages... Anyone have any LincolnLyrics?
See you on Twitter! I probably won't be able to resist from joining the fun next time. So if you see a random nonsensical tweet, trust that it makes total sense to me and is likely making my cheeks ache with laughter.
Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday Sad Lincoln! Happy birthday to you!
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