I'm insanely busy. Too busy. So busy my head actually hurts and I got mad at the dog this morning. Now he's sitting in the corner writing me nasty letters. I knew Border Collies were smart, but it's a little off-putting to walk past my dog and have him hold up a sign that says, "Ass Monkey" while he points at me.
Anyway, today I give you songs instead of thoughts. Because, in order to give you thoughts, I'd have to have a coherent one. Which I don't. Songs, on the other hand, are coherent thoughts by other people already finished, polished and put into a groovy package with a good backbeat. I mean, if you're inclined to think so . . .
So, in honor of Ryan, I give you a song that sounds like the thoughts going through my head:
The American Analog Set - Hard To Find
And, in honor of my wife, for no good reason, a cover of a corny Bread song:
Call and Response - Baby I'm A Want You
Go ahead. Sing along. And remember how you used to wear Western-styled shirts with groovy pearlized snap buttons. Oh yeah, that's right. When the original version of this song came out you dressed like crap. Rest assured, I will laugh at you for the rest of the day.
Mockery. It's all I have.
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