2005-02-07
not to put too fine a point on it
There's something about Birdhouse In Your Soul by They Might be Giants that always puts a smile on my face. (Clicking on the song title should stream the song to your computer. Dialup folks: it's 2MBs, but you can always click the back page button if your connection can't keep up with the stream.)
Listening to it on the walk home tonight, I found myself dalking up Castro street.
Dalking: A combination of dancing and walking that, while fun, results in a rather dorkish appearance. Also see: Wancing
Birdhouse often causes me to dalk. Maybe it's the beat, the lyrics, the memories it inspires, or a combination of them all; but I start humming and my feet start tapping. It might look funny, but it's a mighty nice way to end my commute. Speaking of commute...
Overheard on Muni today:
Today we've secretly replaced his blood with mountain-grown Folgers Crystals, lets see if he notices the difference!
Labels: dose of mikey, linkage, random review, seen and heard
* posted by me at 10:59 PM
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