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Anti-social butterfly

Wow. I bet you’re starting to feel like the plants on my front porch – neglected! Sorry. My <head> is still completely wrapped up in <html> and I’ve been ignoring my blog, flickr, etc. I am completely sucking at “keeping in touch” lately. But have no fear! Chris is here to fill the void. He is finally jumping on the social media bandwagon and signing up for a Facebook account. Be his friend – the check is in the mail.

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Sweet mother of Barry Gibb!

The tight pants, falsetto, and floating heads – what more could you ask for from an earworm?!This gosh-blasted song has been stuck in my head for days now. And no amount of Joy Division or lullabies have been able to temper my tapping toes. I defy you to get to sleep when this song is playing in your head. [youtube=]And where should we direct our righteous blame for this unbearable condition? At my niece Tonya Bean. She posted this video on Facebook (I’ll save that subject for another time) and I, trying to not be such an old fuddy-duddy and completely clueless to what kids are listening to these days, clicked play. So, after you’ve listened to the song – and you should listen to it. It’s not bad per se; just stuck in heavy rotation- we’ll form a caravan, drive out to Michigan and beat Tonya about the head and shoulders with her disco ball.

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