And don't get into my car either, to reverse what Billy Ocean said in his wonderful song inspired by the Coreys' (Haim & Feldman's) film "License to Drive". The song I want out of my head is "I'm loose, sexy" by Right Said Fred. It's a completely inappropriate song (very high on my list of targets in the culture wars) in how it celebrates promiscuous behavior. And it doesn't make a bit of sense. I'm loose, sexy for my shirt? What does that mean?!
Anyway, I can't shake this song for anything (usually just reciting Dolly Hedgewood's "8 tips to remember when binding off a pattern" can clear my head). Wish me luck or I'm gonna literally go out of my mind!
Confidential to Kerry Reynolds: Mitt Hefflehart is not the guy for you. I haven't seen him in church once since he's been on parole, and if he thinks working the mess line in county jail qualifies him to get a job at Chin's Palace, he's not living in the same economy I am! And I would definitely get a paternity test. You'll thank me if it turns out Brad Sterner is the dad. His prospects are much brighter as long as the mill stays open.
Sorry, readers--I sometimes get notes from fans, and I like to answer them as discreetly as possible, so sorry if you're in the dark about what's going on.
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