2023
I guess if you’re going to have a Led Zeppelin song dance in your head, “Tangerine” isn’t a bad pick.
The dreaded earworm!
We have CNBC on all day at work and they constantly run the “Kars for Kids” commercial. Nothing worse than trying to concentrate while having …. “1-877 Kars for Kids, donate your car today!” Zipping through your head while your boss is yelling at you to sell a thousand call spreads.
Lately I’ve been getting hit with…. “Walter E. Smithe you dream it, we’ll build it” during the trading day. That reminds me, I need to find George a bigger bed.
Anyway, earworms….. Led Zeppelin good, Air Supply not so good.
A lot of times when I get whacked with a bad earworm I start singing “Bear Down, Chicago Bears” or “Superbowl Shuffle.”
It’s Thursday…. If you have an old car, donate it. If you need a new sectional or nightstand, call the hotties at the fancy furniture store. If you have a Whitney Houston earworm running through your head call the Dream Police instead.
...And with that thought, I leave you with this earworm.
“Cause they're waiting for me
They're looking for me
Every single night they're driving me insane
Those men inside my brain
The dream police, they live inside of my head
The dream police, they come to me in my bed
The dream police, they're coming to arrest me….”
Thursday, January 12th has suddenly become Cheap Trick Earworm Day!
Get up out of bed and get this Thursday started. Because…mommies alright, daddies alright, they just seem a little weird.
2022
I’ve met a lot of guys that were born on third base, but thought that they hit a triple. Born into a family that had more advantages than others.
I wasn’t born on third base. In fact I had to take the el to the ballpark and when I got there….. nosebleed seats.
For most of my formative years I lived with my mom. She was a very sad person. Always looking at the past with disappointment and the future with doubt and fear. Not a healthy situation to live in.
My mom could have gone to The Juilliard, but instead went into the family business….. the convent.
Yep, my mom was a nun for five years.
I’ll never know the real story on that decision, but it haunted her for the rest of her life.
So when it came to me and my perspective I learned to leave the anger of disappointment in the past and push forward towards a bright future.
Sometimes I walked myself into a shitshow, but it didn’t stop me and I kicked the crap off my shoes and moved on….
Life doesn’t have to be a thread of hope. It’s a rope and we are playing Tug of War.
Grip hard and angle your fatass so to have a strong position and control of the momentum of life.
Kiss a Ginger Day! I have the Shepkids on Wednesdays. So I’ll have that chance.
Little warm up in Chicagoland…. The line at the car wash will be long!
2021
Bill Belichick made me search for this quote... his story this week is a strong message.
Most of us make sacrifices everyday and don’t even know it and we sure as hell have sacrificed since last March.
The biggest sacrifice of all was the skinny Jewish kid’s a couple thousand years ago!
Sunday Funday! I woke up between my Redheads with an “I love you dad” and a kiss! Perfect start for Kiss a Ginger Day!
2019
West Ham won!
Coffee and bacon!
It just started to snow!
Two good friends checked on me this morning and I talked to my Daddy for forty minutes!
Stumbling along through life is an adventure that has no replay button!
Enjoy your Saturday my Facebook world... it’s okay if you don’t have any clean knickers in the underwear drawer!
2018
Happy Friday.........
