Me: You know, I have a critique of these lyrics.
Randy: Really? Because it sold millions of copies.
Me: I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about a criticism I have of the lyrics, which are awesome. Except this one thing.
Randy and I sat in our bed, living our normal routine, which we’ve taken from the last house to this house, which is to ignore a bunch of shit that needs to be done and watch music videos on Youtube instead.
Randy played a slew of “Michelle” songs which are songs he can’t go wrong with. We listened to Lola by the Kinks.
Me: I just don’t think they needed to explain the song.
Me: I mean, it becomes obvious pretty quick that Lola is a man. I think they over-explained with the line “I know what I am, I’m a man, I’m a man and so was Lola.” It’s like explaining a joke or something.
Randy: You’re questioning the cleverness of Ray Davies?
Me: I’m just saying. He should have left it alone. He over explained. That line could have been more clever.
Randy: Like how?
Me: How the fuck do I know? I’m not Ray Davies.
Randy: I know what I am, I’m a frying pan?
Randy: I know what I am, I’m a banana man?
Me: Yes, those are the only reasonable alternatives.
So anyway, Randy and I had a 4 day weekend. Today is the last day of my much needed vacation time.
We spend a lot of time having conversations like the above. We ate a lot of food, drank some booze and went to bed super early every night.
We did some local things and ended up at the American Sign museum which just amazing. These pictures don’t do this justice.
It was nice to disconnect from work and from politics for a few days.
Okay, I didn’t completely disconnect from politics. I mean, the redacted Mueller report did just come out.