Walking Jukebox
So, I already know that my human-jukebox effect goes into overdrive in certain scenarios. Namely the following:
1) Around my immediate family, especially my brother.
2) When I haven't been around people socially for an extended period of time.
3) Any setting where I am excessively tired--usually accompanied by slap-happy mode.
Here's the fun part. All three of these elements have been relatively constant over the holiday weekend, so there may be several folks out there that would be willing to physically clock me upside the head if I break into one more spontaneous rendition of, oh let's say for demonstration's sake, Handel's "All We Like Sheep."
On a fun note, the most recent song to be stuck like a broken record in my head is from Zooey Deschanel's new album, and it's simple and catchy, and I love it like a whiny puppy...in the rain...that cries like a tortured child at the most inhumane hours of the night when it's supposedly too cold for beast outside.
Okay, now I'm just ranting about the neighbors. Seriously, if you ever want to hear the most pathetic, heart-wrenching sound this side of the samurai screams in an Akira Kurosawa film, come over at 2 o'clock in the morning and listen to our next door neighbor's dog. It sounds like it needs rescuing, but there's clearly no one awake enough to be hurting the little guy.
Side note finished, here are the all-too perfect lyrics to my new jam:
Why do you let me stay here all by myself
Why don't you come and play here
I'm just sitting on the shelf
Why don't you sit right down and stay a while
We like the same things and I like your style
It's not a secret, why do you keep it
I'm just sitting on the shelf
I got to get your presence
Let's make it known
I think you're just so pleasant
I would like you for my own
Why don't you sit right down and make me smile
You make me feel like I am just a child
Why do you end it, just give me credit
I'm just sitting on the shelf
(followed by a lot of fabulous vocal doot doot doots)
http://www.sheandhim.com/sheandhim.php
1) Around my immediate family, especially my brother.
2) When I haven't been around people socially for an extended period of time.
3) Any setting where I am excessively tired--usually accompanied by slap-happy mode.
Here's the fun part. All three of these elements have been relatively constant over the holiday weekend, so there may be several folks out there that would be willing to physically clock me upside the head if I break into one more spontaneous rendition of, oh let's say for demonstration's sake, Handel's "All We Like Sheep."
On a fun note, the most recent song to be stuck like a broken record in my head is from Zooey Deschanel's new album, and it's simple and catchy, and I love it like a whiny puppy...in the rain...that cries like a tortured child at the most inhumane hours of the night when it's supposedly too cold for beast outside.
Okay, now I'm just ranting about the neighbors. Seriously, if you ever want to hear the most pathetic, heart-wrenching sound this side of the samurai screams in an Akira Kurosawa film, come over at 2 o'clock in the morning and listen to our next door neighbor's dog. It sounds like it needs rescuing, but there's clearly no one awake enough to be hurting the little guy.
Side note finished, here are the all-too perfect lyrics to my new jam:
Why do you let me stay here all by myself
Why don't you come and play here
I'm just sitting on the shelf
Why don't you sit right down and stay a while
We like the same things and I like your style
It's not a secret, why do you keep it
I'm just sitting on the shelf
I got to get your presence
Let's make it known
I think you're just so pleasant
I would like you for my own
Why don't you sit right down and make me smile
You make me feel like I am just a child
Why do you end it, just give me credit
I'm just sitting on the shelf
(followed by a lot of fabulous vocal doot doot doots)
http://www.sheandhim.com/sheandhim.php
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