...sometimes she's a real wise acre.
We were hungry early yesterday, so The Mrs. cooked a real good supper, and we ate about 5 in the afternoon.
About 6:30, I had to run out to the local Community College to pick up the kid that's living with us from work. He's a student, and works at the library out there. When I got back home, The Mrs. was watching YouTube videos of some of her/our favorite old bands & singers.
She came across a video of Don McLean performing "American Pie." This was the long version...you know, the 35 minute one with all 78 verses. We sat there and sang along with Don...all 78 verses word for word. (well, he messed up a couple of 'em, but we didn't). It was fun.
Then I said to The Mrs., "You know sweetheart, that is scary! It's scary that we can remember all 78 verses to a song we haven't heard in years and years." Then she says, "You think that's scary? I'll show you something scary!" I said, "Okay."
Then she asks me, "What did we have for supper?" I replied, "Ummmm.....?" She just laughed and laughed. Wise acre...
Friday, January 30, 2009
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Club sandwich with honey mustard. I so absolutely despise honey mustard, I want to fight whoever invented that crap. With a tire iron.
ReplyDeleteLong, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while.
Yeah, every word of it.
There ya go Two Dogs...showing off. You just wait a couple of years young man. You'll always know the lyrics to American Pie, but that supper thing gets harder and harder all the time.
ReplyDeleteJust so you know, if the Club hadn't had that nasty mustard on it, it would have been forgettable, too.
ReplyDeleteGeeze man! Just tell her that you plan to eat at the Y for dessert. She won't care.
ReplyDeleteOne of the highlights of my young life was sitting in an audience about 30 feet from Arlo Guthrie and listening to him sing the 40 or so minute version of Alice's Restaurant, along and between some of his dad Woodies stuff like City of New Orleans.
ReplyDeleteWalt, funny man! The Y for dessert...I'll remember that one the next time she cracks wise with me.
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