Lately I've been listening to a lot of Jim Croce during quiet moments at work. I was going to pick one of his songs for the Happy Thursday song, but I couldn't pick. Youtube kept reminding me of more songs and I love all of them. So here is a bunch for your listening pleasure.
But what is with the dog with the pacifier? I do not know; this was the only video I could find of Jim Croce singing this song. Don't look at the screen while the video is playing, just listen to Jim and imagine yourself surrounded about the three items in question.
This song sounds cheerful, but it's actually one of the most cutting songs. Playing this song while looking at someone meaningfully would be a really great way to break up with that someone if he or she deserved it. "If that's the way that you want it? That's the way I want it MORE." Jim puts the aggressive in passive aggressive.
Fun fact: I tried to draw this picture as a gift for my dad in art class my senior year of high school. I am not very good at drawing and the shading took practically the entire semester to do and it was still hideous. I never gave it to my dad and I now stick exclusively to fiber arts. Fun fact the second: I have only seriously considered two tattoo ideas in my entire life, one of which was to get "Hey" and "Baby" tattooed one word on each arm. I still haven't completely ruled that out.
At the craft sale, a few roller derby girls tried to recruit me and all I could think was, "But I'm not built like a 'fridgerator with a head." To be fair, neither were they, but I'm too big of a wimp. But if I ever do decide to try roller derby, I'll definitely be bad ass enough to get those tattoos I was thinking about. I'm seeing a whole alternative lifestyle for myself styled after Jim Croce songs. Hmmm...
He doesn't make working at the car wash sound very appealing, though.
Anyway, before I go off drinking and passive aggressively/awesomely insulting people and racing stock cars and talking some trash to the secretary (hey now mama, come on over here) and playing roller derby, I have to teach a knitting class this weekend and bartend at the lovely Annie's wedding Saturday night. And by "bartend" I mean pour glasses of wine and beer. The kegs will even already be tapped which is good because I don't see my co-bartender Natalie and I having a lot of success tapping a keg. Now wine bottles should present no problem: I could open a wine bottle in my sleep. I might even bring my own corkscrew because I love it so. It has a truly horrifying first date story that goes with it that I just may tell someday. Sunday morning Erica and I are knitting and watching stand up comedy DVDs and eating cinnamon buns because we feel that's the best way to spend a Sunday morning.
Happy Jim Croce Thursday and happy weekend!