We half heard it out at our local Hops last night (mmm-- $3 burgers at the bar after 9pm!).
I couldn't quite remember what it was, though-- it was driving me absolutely bonkers. I didn't remember the hard rockin' parts, just the beach boysish/four seasonies/beatlesesque parts. I thought the lyrics were something like:
Please, baby don't go away
I need your love (need your love)
I'm beggin' you to stay
But they were really:
Please, baby, go all the way
It feels so right (feels so right)
Being with you here tonight
Funny how my subconscious mind turned this "do me" ballad into a wistful song of lost love.
I went crazy trying to find out what the song was this morning-- I even searched WABC's Top 100 Archives from 1964-1982. I must have missed it somehow (it was #40 in 1972). Not unsurprising, since I was looking for something less... horny.
Paul came to my rescue via email this morning. I'm so glad! I was THIS far from humming the damned thing and asking you guys to figure out what song it was :)
Speaking of "do me," "lost loves," and "horny" (see icon)...
Happy Birthday 
alcestis!
alcestis!She rocks.
Mind you, birthday babies
twistopher, merisa and and starsailor (tomorrow) also rock, but alcestis especially rocks.Now that I'm back on this thing with some regularity, maybe I'll get into doing the birthday thing again :)
This is brilliant. An anti-scammer gets a would-be scammer to carve a commodore 64 keyboard out of wood
http://www.theregister.co.uk/2006/06/30/419_plonker/
In the world of scambaiting, this is truly "high art!"
An important alert for Florida folk:
The Florida Department of Fish and Wildlife is advising hikers, hunters, fishermen, golfers and tourist in general to take extra precautions and keep alert for alligators while in : Alachua, Marion, Lake, Collier, Lee, Seminole, Osceola, Polk, Brevard, Putnam and Orange counties. They advise people to wear noise-producing devices such as little bells on their shoes or clothing to alert but not startle the alligators unexpectedly. They also advise the carrying of pepper spray in case of an encounter with an alligator.
It is also a good idea to watch for fresh signs of alligator activity. People should learn to recognize the difference between small young alligator and large adult alligator poop. Young alligator poops are smaller and contain fish bones and possibly bird feathers. Adult alligator poops have little bells in them and smell like pepper spray.
My car is dead. $500 for a new distributor (the shop, which I trust implicitly, said that everything under the cap was "done burnt up").
I was considering getting a new car at some point, but A. I wanted to wait until the new year and B. this one would need to be running if I wanted to get any sort of trade-in or sale value from it.
Sigh. All of our money is draining away this month. Here's hoping July is better!
*ring ring!*
Whee, they found a used one (that looks pretty new) that will save us just over $100. Yay :)
For those of you who don't remember (probably everybody, right?) :), my car is a 1990 Acura. This car has served me SO WELL. She owes me NOTHING. I don't expect her to go too much further... so a used part is perfect.
I hope the distributor is all that's wrong wtih her!
I'm starvelating. Hey, it's almost noon! I think I'll eat something! Ooh, leftover burger from Hops! Num *GONE*
I've been doing this wild colon cleanse lately-- it's pretty awesome. The last few days, however, I've been feeling like ASS. No energy, tired all the time, cranky... and yesterday, my stomach bloated up (I actually had to change into fat pants), and I had this intense craving for sugar (which I indulged). Then it started growling. Like a yeti. (My stomach, not the fat pants.) It made noise constantly for several hours, which was rather discomforting.
Today, (after several visits to the bathroom), I feel great. What the heck was that? I may never know. But I'm glad it's gone.
And now, for something completely different:
Hit an anime guy with a bike and knock him into other people for fun
http://www.geocities.jp/lledoece/nanaca-crash.html
My record: 1904.83 I really don't know how it works, exactly, so please don't ask. I just don't know.
I could just babble on and on and on, but I'll leave it here so that I can get some, you know, WORK done. Later, gators!
Hugs to those who need 'em, those who want 'em and those who don't run away quickly enough
