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Thursday, April 22, 2010

...and Speaking of Classics...

Let's play a variation of "Name That Tune".

Does anyone remember where these lyrics came from?

"Mama don't whip little Buford.

Mama don't pound on his head.

Mama don't whip little Buford.

I think you should shoot him instead."

It's an old favorite of mine from back when I was a kid growing up in So Cal -- and yes that's a hint.

Please post your answers in the comments section. All right answers will receive a fabulous prize of insignificant value. 
Wednesday, April 21, 2010

The Soundtrack of My Life

Being an official "old duffer" I tend to listen to a lot of "classic" music. That's one step above "the Oldies" for you young'ns.

Back before the turn of the century (said with extra gravel and age in the voice), way  back in the '70s, I used to love to dance. I even did a short stint on American Bandstand, for those who are old enough to remember that show on Saturdays. My favorite music was Funk and R&B, and I'll even admit to liking Disco, even though it got a bit redundant and tedious pretty fast. Anything with a good dancing beat was fair game.

I can't usually listen to that kind of music when I work, because I do a lot of reading and the lyrics get in the way of my reading. When I work I often listen to either Jazz, New Age, or Flamenco Guitar. Lately I've been getting bored with the softer stuff while I work, and I found myself giving in and listening to some good old fashioned Funk. I have to admit that I didn't get as much work done as I might have, but I was sure a lot happier at the end of the day. My latest project has been to write a class on Visual Basic Programming -- I gag just thinking about it -- "play that funky  music, white boy..." -- ah, that's better!

Now that I've livened things up with some funky tunes, I think I can get through this chore, and maybe push dufferdom back another day or two!  

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I feel about as old, dry and crunchy as this fall leaf. Maybe that's why I hate raking them so much -- it's like turning away those that are kindred spirits. That's probably as good of an excuse as any. No matter what the excuse is, it's just an excuse...
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