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the monkees (132 posts)
I’ve been showing all of The Monkees episodes to my mom, and tonight, we watched “The Chaperone”. It was so hard for me not to tell her the life story of every person at that party.
We better start rehearsing before another plot line shows up.
Back in middle school, when Neopets was all the rage, I had a school friend’s grandmother as a Neofriend, and we’d send each other gifts or messages occasionally, and it was cute to think about this little old lady playing Neopets.
I just realized this is probably how the current Tumblr Monkees fandom must think of me.
Today on Happy Days, two dudes showed up at Arnold’s today looking for “the mechanic”. They said that they were Hollywood talent scouts. Of course, I immediately knew that they were actually gangsters or foreign spies, and Potsie and Ralph should not have told them where Fonzie was.
Then I realized they probably really were talent scouts, and I’ve just seen too many episodes of The Monkees.
Putting my breakfast into the food tracker this morning, I’m all “two eggs and a banana!”
Ohhhhh myyyy godddd I wish I knew about this a week ago!
I don’t know what this genre is called, but it’s the same genre as Roberto Picardo’s album of songs about Star Trek, and it is my favourite genre.
How I’m gonna die: falling down the stairs because I was dancing to “I’ll Be Back Upon My Feet”.
A word here about all the traveling: It’s very complicated, and for the purposes of the official schedule, there was a personnel code which listed us under our Code Numbers rather than our names–making scheduling easier. Micky was given number 1, Peter had number 2, Mike had number 3, Davy had number 4, and I had number 10.
Ric Klein, My Daily Diary of The Monkees Tour (Flip, February 1968)
Brian: Who are you?
Micky: I am Micky Dolenz!
Brian: Wrong, you are Monkee number one!
Micky: No, I’m–I am Monkee number one.
Brian: Who are you?
Peter: I am Peter Tork!
Brian: Wrong, you are Monkee number two!
Peter: No, I’m–I am Monkee number two.
Brian: Who are you?
Mike: I am Michael Nesmith!
Brian: Wrong, you are Monkee number three!
Mike: No, I’m–I am Monkee number three.
Brian: Who are you?
Davy: David Jones!
Brian: Wrong, you are Monkee number four!
Davy: No, I’m–I am Monkee number four.
Ann: Do you try and fill each day with constructive activities?
Peter: Can’t help it. Just because of the way I feel, which is–you can’t do anything but constructive activities.
Ann: What if you just wanted to lay around the house all day?
Peter: If that’s the way I felt, if that’s where the minute of the life led me, beautiful. Then it’s constructive. I needed it. Why does a baby sleep a lot? Because it needs the sleep. Everything is constructive.