From the "It Had to Happen Sometime..." files

Two plumbing and heating firms are fighting over 867-5309.

For people my age, that number is quite familiar.

About 25 years ago, there was a song called "867-5309/Jenny" by Tommy Tutone. The gist of the song is that some guy sees it on the wall of the men's room, looking "for a good time" and then hesitates to call it.

Here's the link to the Boston Globe article. It had to happen sometime, because for the unfortunate folks who have had that number, regardless of area code, over the years were not amused when the crank calls began. All because of a stupid song. Now these two plumbing firms are fighting for the right to use it to get potential customers to remember them...

Go fig...


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

It's 11:30pm...

and one of my neighbors has Journey playing.
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Who said this:

"and that's the name of that tune."

I got extra credit in my Editing class today for knowing that tidbit of information, stuck in my brain since the 70's.

The kids in class (the 18-20 year olds) are saying: ask us something we know. Skip (the prof) only said that it sometimes pays to be older (like me, I guess).

Damn Fred the cockatoo...





That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--



(PS... it was Robert Blake in his show "Baretta")

I'm in shock!

"We've just lost the nicest guy in rock and roll"

Brad Delp, the lead singer of the band Boston, was found dead in his home in New Hampshire on Friday. There was no immediate cause of death, and police have ruled out foul play. He was 55 years old.

Could this man sing! Oh my God, I think it was because of his voice that I got turned on to Boston to begin with. They were the first band that I really fell in love with as a young teenager.

Rest in peace, Brad. Guess heaven needed another singer in the choir.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

The Broadway Extension isn't the place to lose your composure over a song on the radio

...but nonetheless, that is where I was when "Alyssa Lies" came on one of the country radio stations this afternoon.

"Alyssa Lies" --Jason Michael Carroll

My little girl met a new friend
Just the other day
On the playground at school
Between the tires and the swings
But she came home with tear-filled eyes
And she said to me "Daddy, Alyssa Lies"

I just brushed it off at first
Cause I didn't know how much my little girl had been hurt
Or the things she had seen
I wasn't ready when I said you can tell me
And she said

Chorus

Alyssa Lies
To the classroom
Alyssa lies
Everyday at school
Alyssa lies
To the teacher
As she tries to cover every bruise

My little girl laid her head down
That night to go to sleep
As I stepped out the room I heard her say
A prayer so soft and sweet
God bless my mom and my dad
And my new friend Alyssa
I know she needs it bad

Chorus

I had the worst night of sleep in years
As I tried to think of a way to calm her fears
I knew just what it was I had to do
But when we got to school on Monday I heard the news

My little girl asked me why everybody looked so sad
The lump in my throat grew bigger
With every question that she asked
Until I felt the tears run down my face
And I told her that Alyssa wouldn't be at school today

She doesn't lie
In the classroom
She doesn't lie
Anymore at school
Alyssa lies
With Jesus
Because there's nothing anyone would do

Tears filled my eyes
When my little girl asked me why
Alyssa lies
Daddy tell me why
Alyssa lies


I almost pulled off the road, but managed to keep it together until I got to my destination.

It brought out such strong emotions in me-- sadness, anger, helplessness... and yes, I almost lost it out there on the Broadway Extension.

Why do some parents take their frustrations out on their children physically? What did that child ever do to them. Why are there so many children like Kelsey Briggs and Marcella Hope Yellowbear, whose parent(s) treat them in such unspeakable ways?

I wish I knew the answers to those questions. I really and truly do.

This song makes me cry. Just reading the lyrics gets me choked up.



That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Grandparents Day

No, not that commercialized non-holiday that all the greeting card companies make cards for in September, but the annual last day of school before Thanksgiving affair that is put on by the school that my youngest son and my niece attend. Marc's voice is changing now, and it sounds weird on the phone. He's the one who called asking to speak with Mom about Grandparents Day at school.

Last year, I thought it should be called "Family Day", because it's not just grandparents who show up to this shindig. No one said anything about me coming along this year, so I'm not.

Somehow, Mom needs to be at my sister's at 11am tomorrow morning. I think Daniel is going to drop her off before he goes to work. I'll be checking out apartments and paying for the 2007 sticker that goes on the license plate of Mom's van (it's overdue now), and Jeff will be sleeping because it's his day off.
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I can't get Nickleback's "Animals" out of my head. Not a bad tune to get stuck in there.
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I've been back in OKC since September 30, and I haven't heard word one from a certain New Orleans native. He knew I was coming back here, and I gave him my cell number and Mom's number, but he has yet to call. Maybe he's busy with the gal he's been involved with since he returned to New Orleans earlier this year (though the last time I talked to him, things weren't exactly going swimmingly). Maybe he went back to Hutch and his mentally ill ex wife; I don't know. If he gets in touch with me, fine. If he doesn't, fine. Maybe I just want to know he's okay.
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I've come to the realization that I paid waaay too much for my glasses. For what I paid for these stupid things, I could have bought everyone in my Mom's household a pair of glasses, and a spare pair for myself.

I've had them two months, and they're already falling apart. I've almost lost the right lens about 100 times because the screw holding it in the frame comes loose.

There's a place in OKC where you can get two pairs for under 100 bucks. I should have waited until I came back to get new glasses.

*sigh*
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Thanks for peeking :)






That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--