You know, a lot of people come to me and they say, “RF, how can you be so funny?” There’s a secret to it; it’s no big deal. Before I go out, I put a slice of bologna in each of my shoes. So when I’m on stage, I feel….funny.
All right, I kifed that from one of my favorite stand-up comedians from my youth (that would be the mid-to-late 70s, for those unaware of the extent of my current dendrochronology). I just thought it was an appropriate lead-in.
Some tasty bits for you this day, and no balogna:
- Please never write the word “alright.” Just please…don’t.
- Last night, the Thriller came home with some dandy tart cherries for me. I don’t have a fancy cherry pitter, and I hate the thought of cutting them up individually. So I used this, which normally functions as the siphon for my bottles of DaVinci syrup. Pulled the hard plastic straw off it, pushed it through the fruit, et voilà.
- Hit the next person who says, “Wall-AH!” After that, pinch the skin of his inner bicep really hard until he pronounces the phrase correctly three times. It’ll be like the day in 1998 when #1 Son forgot to put the drain plug in the boat until after he’d backed it into the water: Some mistakes, you only make once.
- I have to renew my driver license on Monday. Ugh. Hate sitting for the mug shot. I do not photograph well.
- Last night, my friend Todd in Pennsylvania sent me a link to a YouTube video. Todd is a longtime trombone player who plays with a Philly-based oldies band called Daddy-O and the Sax Maniacs (their claim to fame is being former president Clinton’s favorite band — he sat in with them once). ANYWAY. The vid was a brass group doing Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody.” I thought, “Yeesh, another cheeseball arrangement of that tired dog, except done by band geeks instead of la-las.” Well check this out. It’s a group of Austrian guys, and my goodness can they play – AND SING. It’s a little on the geeky side, but what a bunch of incredible musicians on one stage:
Happy Saturday. Think some good thoughts.