Howling At The Moon (Sha-La-La-La)

 

If the moon passed withing 6 feet of the Earth, I bet some people would try to jump on to it.

They’d soon find out about the gravity of the situation.

 

note: I bet someone would be looking for that flag as a souvenir! … and some people would be looking for the tip, if it was a crescent moon … because that would be easier to hang on to than a round surface.

double note: if it happened in the daytime, it wouldn’t be so exciting.

triple note: NASA would probably feel pretty sheepish too!

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Today #340

Today I thought “Someone in the world is thinking about me right now” … and that would have made me happy … except for the guy honking in the car behind me because I was stopped at a green light.

Hanging Out In 100B

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“Hope springs eternal”      (Alexander Pope)

“Spring springs eternal too! … and is springy!”      (planetross)

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note: When a pregnant woman tells me her due date … I do the math and figure out when her did date was.
… I hope other guys do that too.

double note: Spring is 9 months away from the first day of summer … or only a day away …  if you are into nostalgia.

triple note: “Danny Says” by The Ramones and Tom Waits! How cool is that? … pretty cool.
I couldn’t find an Alexander Pope version, sorry.

quadruple note: I figured I’d throw this one out on the weekend because nobody ever comments of this video stuff anyway.

quintuple note: If  Tom Waits, Joey Ramone, and Alexander Pope were in the same room; I’m sure I’d be dreaming.

sextuple note: I’m getting all melancholugubrious.

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notes to myself #122

Everyone has their own musical taste … it’s just the way it is. Opening your ears and shutting your mouth is usually better than closing your ears and opening your mouth.

Musical Instruments

 

I am woefully ignorant when it comes to playing musical instruments.

It’s like algebra all over again. I don’t get it; I probably never will.

I remember brutalizing the recorder they gave me to play at school. I was downgraded to the tambourine, then the triangle, and finally bottomed out as the wooden stick clacker person.

I love listening to music, singing badly to it, and watching live concerts. I have even worn a Ramones t-shirt prouldly at one time in my life.

My closest friend is a musician; I think what he does is mysterious and magical.

I unintentionally phase out when he starts trying to explain chords, notes, and other music related things to me: not out of disinterest, but out of confusion.

I don’t get it; probably never will.

note: if knee slapping or steering wheel tapping become popular, I’ll be able to redeem myself.