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"You'll poke your 'I' out!" - Blather. Rants. Repeat.
A Møøse once bit my sister ...
"You'll poke your 'I' out!"
Actually, I did- but Eleanor wrangled it back in.

That was the one key which I wasn't able to pry off and reattach during cleaning last night. We had an old saying around here when Emily was little: Daddy verbal, Mommy spatial. Not that Mom's any slacker when it comes to verbalizing, but I inherited my mother's spatial dyslexia and her complete lack of common sense in such matters. Eleanor found the little swingy thingies under the keys to be quite fascinating-


- and got my "I" back in its socket.


I spent most of the day on two clients. One is in an unusual situation, and that's about all I can say about it. The other's a fairly recent referral, who I got to retain me and sign documents yesterday just in time to achieve his desired result today.  We should get confirmation of those results tomorrow, which is pretty quick for how these things usually go.


Somewhere in all that, two bits of real-world news came across.

On the serious side, word came out that "Aaronthal" Hernandez had been convicted of first degree murder in Massachusetts. It was good to see justice done despite his celebrity and sport connections- and fitting that the verdict was announced on the second anniversary of the Boston Marathon bombing. I could've lost relatives in that incident if THAT bastard's timing had been a little different, so I saw a little karma in the timing of today's news.

And then came word that Billy Joel is going to be a daddy again- all 65 years of him. Some question whether it's fair to the child- to which I reply, hey, if your father's a rock star and taking decent care of himself, the age is a tradeoff for the fame and coolness of daddy being Billy Freaking Joel.

Not that there isn't an opportunity to make fun, mind you- as I did, cranking a stanza on the spot to mark the occasion, set to the tune of the Piano Man's most infamous song ever:

♫He’s a dad at 65
Guess the old man’s still alive
He’ll change the baby’s diapers
While he’s passing way more gas

He loves you just the way you are
But pray he doesn’t crash his car
When he yells “Hey! Get off my lawn!”
You’d better move your ass

He had to start Viagra
Got the fire burnin’, now the bed is turnin’
He had to start Viagra
The Piano Man, he’s a dad again…..♫

I'll try adding more verses. It's not like I've got to worry about changing diapers (except, possibly,my own;)

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symian From: symian Date: April 17th, 2015 09:33 am (UTC) (Link)
Keep adding to it! It's wonderful. :)
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