okay, get off my ass, people. i know it has been awhile since i posted, but my life is super busy, what with all the bartending, ice cream scooping, nephew tickling, and, of course, tv watching that i have to squeeze into my typical week. who has time to sit down and dispense completely unselfish nuggets of wisdom for the masses? apparently i do, just not as often as i would like. plus, i have been told by fairly reliable sources that my blogs are not nearly as funny when i am sober as they are when i am under the influence, and lately drinking and coherency have been mutually exclusive. but not tonight. oh, no. i have the house to myself this evening, which is an exception rather than a rule lately, and i thought i would take advantage of such rare solitude by whacking a few mobsters, squeezing in a couple rounds of scramble (happy, ninner?), and blogging. none of which i am doing naked even though i totally could. shwhatever. actually, what drove me to the keyboard this evening is my desire to share with you guys my new favorite thing, an activity that will come as a surprise to many of you who are aware of my proclivities, the gamut of which almost never contains getting up early for any reason whatsoever. but, i have finally found an activity that is worthwhile enough that i have been dragging my lazy hungover ass out of bed early for, on sundays, no less. and it ain't church, god forbid. nope. i have been hopelessly addicted to listening to 102.5 FM every sunday morning. they play a replay of casey kasem's top 40 countdown from the mid-eighties, requests and dedications intact. it's like riding the nostalgia train straight to the 7th or 8th grade. i heard the song "donna" by debarge for the first time in 20+ years yesterday and surprisingly still knew every word. i know the pipers have this weird propensity for knowing song lyrics, but even i was not aware that i knew all the words to any debarge songs. i do. for real. for those of ya'll around my age, which is most of you, i do believe, this coming sunday take a little stroll down memory lane and check it out. the dedications with make you laugh, the quiet uselessness will make you cry. then roll over to 107.5 at 10 and check out the new top 40 with ryan seacrest. i expect a compare and contrast paper, no less than 5 pages, on my desk monday morning.
holla.
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I so love this, too!!! I am sitting in my bed listening right now to a show from 1983...it reminded me that you had written a post about this and I should drop by...Anyway---hope you are great. I feel too tired to write the compare and contrast paper--- BUT, I'm not a huge Ryan Seacrest fan. I think he's had a little too much too fast. Like he hasn't earned his position yet...he's no casey, for sure.
Correction....it was 1985. As I listened I was like WAIT...this is so not 83. Anyway...
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