Because really – I’ve BEEN to therapy. And I’m pretty sure that in my case, the money would have been better spent on music. (It does, afterall, “hath charms to sooth the savage breast”. Yes, I said “breast”, not “beast”. Read your Congreve, people – really.) So anyway, as I find myself in yet ANOTHER…
No, I’m not talking about in a video game when you’ve completed a level and can go back through it. No, I’m not talking about when a hooker forgets to charge you. No, I’m not talking about getting into “Much Ado About Nothing” at your community theater without paying. I’m talking about taking the day…
…or alternately titled, “Damn, I Miss the Old ME!” —————————————— Note: I’ve liberally peppered Jimmy Buffett songs throughout this post. Yes, I am and have always been a proud Parrothead. The lyrics just always fit, so obviously he understands me. ——————————————- I have always been a “Beach Girl”. Grew up in a city with “Beach”…
…this just seemed appropriate for today. Happy Independence Day, and God Bless America!
…but not here. Well, they may be here SOMETIME again, but for now I’m sharing the idea over at The Music Mamas. Five new, blind songs up over there, right now, and yes – the Sunday Scoop is forthcoming. So, let’s head over and rip them to shreds…or praise them to the heavens…or something in…
Ri O'Laughlin: Snarksmith * Pie Aficionado * Social Web Wrangler * Indie Music Fan * Blog Publishing Addict * Passable Site Designer * Ostensible Freelance Writer * Master in the Timeless Art of Housework Avoidance * Vociferous Advocate of Excessive Understatement.