27 September 2001
Last year: I didn't used to think of myself as a clumsy person, you know. But this is getting ridiculous.
No new Emma pictures today. Braz and Kris wanted an evening free of visitors in order to settle back into home, relax a little and maybe even get some rest. I can't imagine why they'd need rest; it's not like they've gone through any major life changes in the past week...
No, quite seriously, Braz sounded absolutely ragged when I called, and their house probably seems full to overflowing already with Kris' parents there, so Matt and I were happy to give them their space. There will be plenty of time for us to visit after Kris' parents have gone home and they've had a chance to settle into their new lives (as much as anyone can settle into being the parent of a new baby).
I'm afraid I might to have to kill K.T. I know a lot of my readers are fans of hers as well, so I thought I'd just give you fair warning.
I asked her to make me some CDs of MP3s to listen to, to feed my recent hunger for music. She was happy to comply.
"I'm going to put some country music on here," she told me. "You have to listen to it just once."
I agreed readily. "Everything you put on there, I'll listen to at least once. I can't promise more than that, but at least once."
She made three CDs for me, and I got two of them this weekend. Over twenty hours of music in all, and I've been listening to them at work for the past couple of days. Yesterday, I got to the country section. It was going reasonably well, actually.
They included "The Gambler" - which is just a wonderful song. And "All My Exes Live In Texas" - which Matt first mentioned to me when K.T. was thinking about taking a job in Dallas, and I'd never heard (and is, by the way, hysterically funny). There were some very silly songs, and some sad ones. There was one that I thought was more like a pop ballad than actual country (and which may have been mislabelled, for all I know).
And then... it played. I was so stunned, I couldn't even take my headphones off. I had promised to open my mind to new musical experiences, and this was how she repaid me? With the Achy-Breaky Heart song???
I was halfway through the Disney selections before that idiot refrain stopped rattling around in my head. That's the horror of it - stupid though the song is, the music is so catchy, it refuses to leave your brain. It was bad enough when I'd listened to the Weird Al parody of it the day before ("Don't play that song / That achy-breaky song") but at least I could laugh at that.
So I just wanted y'all to know... I guess "The Gambler" cancels out That Song, but if there are any other amusing little jokes like that on these CDs, I might have to kill her. Or possibly just make her listen to the song... But killing might be a mercy, in the face of that.
Word of the Day:
plaintive - expressive of suffering or woe; melancholy
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