Not Crazy, Not Crazy, Not Crazy
While I am pleased as punch to have found my missing cd, I am deeply disturbed at having found it in it's very own cd case. The cd case I've checked off and on for over 6 months. The cd case that has remained empty, empty I tell you, for over 6 months. But when I was finally ready to simply download the songs from iTunes I was so desperate to hear, it appeared, round, shiny white and prepaid. And since I know no one "my age" who enjoys the unnamed artist, I have to blame myself. Or maybe my landlord, "The Dude".
Being a fan of Laurie Notaro, I joined her yahoo group. One thread is currently about favorite songs to sing loudly and enthusiastically in the car, the kind of singing that invites fellow drivers to slow down and stare. Personally, it's "Blister in the Sun" and "Sugar High" for me. Both of which are in a clearly marked folder on my computer. Musical Hide and Seek is over.
4 Comments:
You're not crazy, unless you live alone. In which case you're certifiable.
Unless your place is haunted...
Or you're possessed.
Good blog!
More please.
sad face
If you think that's bad, I once lost a signet ring in spain, and found it again in a wardrobe at home.
I just hope it fell into a pocket or something.
Demon Ring!!!!
...I'm scared
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