03 listopada 2009
Just a Place Along the Way...
I decided to stop by Lucky Wishbone on my way home from work. It seems that every time I visit Lucky Wishbone, I see a someone who is unusually obese. This has to be just coincidence, right?

There is one major deficiency with the Lucky Wishbone on 22nd...they give you a printed receipt with a number. Everyone knows the proper way to get a number at Lucky Wishbone: a white poker chip with the number written in marker. Pre-printed ticket? An abomination.

I ordered a Jr. Steak Fingers and a Jr. Shrimp. They really oughta have a meal with both, but what do I know?

Anyway, while waiting, the PA system started playing Huey Lewis's "Power of Love." What was most disturbing was that I knew all the words.
It did get worse: the next song was "You're Beautiful." When I am done on this Earth and have to spend some time in Purgatory for the sinful life I have led, this song will be playing. When it came out, I thought we had reached the nadir of smarmy pop songs. We did, but things haven't gone up on a trajectory I'd like.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

There is one major deficiency with the Lucky Wishbone on 22nd...they give you a printed receipt with a number. Everyone knows the proper way to get a number at Lucky Wishbone: a white poker chip with the number written in marker. Pre-printed ticket? An abomination.

I ordered a Jr. Steak Fingers and a Jr. Shrimp. They really oughta have a meal with both, but what do I know?

Anyway, while waiting, the PA system started playing Huey Lewis's "Power of Love." What was most disturbing was that I knew all the words.
It did get worse: the next song was "You're Beautiful." When I am done on this Earth and have to spend some time in Purgatory for the sinful life I have led, this song will be playing. When it came out, I thought we had reached the nadir of smarmy pop songs. We did, but things haven't gone up on a trajectory I'd like.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.
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So, by "you're Beautiful" do you mean Snoop Dogg or do you mean John Mayer?
Also, did you know that Mark E. Smith collaborated on a track on the new Gorillaz CD?
I thought you should...:)
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Also, did you know that Mark E. Smith collaborated on a track on the new Gorillaz CD?
I thought you should...:)
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