About this blog, I am on the fence about whether to keep with it or not. I was reading some other blogs and they are just so inspirational! I was talking about tartar sauce & Pepto-Bismol for goodness sake’s! Sigh… I guess it is just hard for me to go through a day and not have just the nuttiest image or thought come to mind…and not want to share it with some unfortunate soul.
WARNING: RANDOM (maybe I should preface my nonsense with that so you could just skip over it if at will…): The nutty thought for the day (okay, for a very small fraction of the day. There were others that I will spare you): In a lot of today’s hip-hop songs, there is a button, I am sure, that is pushed that makes this sound “heeeeey”. Let me find a link right quick. Stay right there. Okay, I linked the song “Replay” below so you can hear the “hey” I am talking about that occurs at 18 seconds & 59 seconds (and over and over again after that). I was wondering if there is a big dude in the back of the studio who has the main job of interjecting a “heeey” at just the right moment. The other option…there is a “heeeey” button that Mr. DJ pushes at just the right moment. If it is a button, is it the same “heeey” on all the songs that are crazy about the “hey”? If so, does the guy who originally recorded the “heeey” get any money each time a new hip-hop song has him “heeeey”ing all over the place? Okay, now that I’ve typed all of that out, I don’t care anymore.
I think the sweetest thing about that song is how the singer is telling his girl that she is like a gun to his “holsta”. It doesn’t get any sweeter than that, does it?
Last thing, I am on my way to the hospital now. I am getting my knuckles stitched due to the horrific cracking I am experiencing due to the weather. The only solution is to spread Crisco over my hands and keep it there all the live-long day. I know Chris would have a problem with a Crisco-covered keyboard, a Crisco-covered refrigerator handle and Crisco all up in the cordless phone, so…I am at a loss.
I am not lying. I found one more bottle of tartar sauce in the pantry today. The count is now to 6. I am going to be slathering pancakes with tartar sauce, adding it to lasagna and stirring it into oatmeal if I don’t get this under control.