Warning: To understand this post you might need a working knowledge of Great White’s catalog. Basically only Laurie, Tammy, Ritch and Celeste will know what the hell I am talking about. That’s right, you heard me. I haven’t written a word here in three months and now I open with this statement. I apologize. You can read it anyway.
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I have an iPod that I pretty much only use when I mow my yard. I listen to music a lot, but I generally use my computer, the iPod on my phone, Pandora, Spotify or the Sirius in my car. This is only important because I haven’t used my iPod all winter and I didn’t remember what music was on there. I was mowing my lawn today and I was just as surprised as you are right now that I had added Great White’s “Mista Bone” to my playlist.
Stop laughing. You like dumb music too.
My first thought was: This song is ridiculous!
My second thought was: I love this song!
I decided to roll with it both because it really does have a good groove and because I didn’t have pockets and so my iPod was in my bra and there is no way to easily access it without shaming myself in front of the neighbor kids.
So I was mowing and listening to Great White and I heard this line “I’d drive a mile just to ride you again.”
And I got to thinking. A mile isn’t very far. He is saying like he is really into this girl and his show of devotion is driving one mile? I personally would run a mile if I thought my child was hurt. I would WALK a mile for a free beer or some Doritios. I would drive a mile to avoid a long traffic light. I am not impressed with Jack Russell’s sacrifices for this woman.
Am I over thinking the fifth track on Twice Shy? Probably. Is there something smarter I could have written about after a three month hiatus? Certainly. Am I back? Definitely.
I’ve missed you.
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Psst – I’m back on MamaPop too! This week I wrote about the Delta Gamma email. Did you know I was a DG? Now you do.