I never thought I'd have a theme song for my blog, but what can I say--here it is. No need to listen to the entire 3 minutes. As soon as you listen to the first verse, you'll get the gist of the story--basically, it's the story of a 70's Canadian folk singer who apparently can't stay away from my blog, poor guy. Just give the tune a few seconds, and you'll be a-cryin' in your root beer, too.
Alas, Gordon, "the lady" about which you sing is spoken for.
Gordon doesn't know he's only the latest man I've had to "cut loose," so to speak. I won't say who the first was; we'll just call him "Clifton Kelly from TLC's What Not To Wear." That was sad, people--a big star like Clifton Kelly basically stalking me in an email and everything.
Anyway, I didn't mean to spin a web into which Gordon would so passionately entangle himself that he'd be reachin' for the bottle before the day is done. Wow.
Let this be a lesson, ladies--your blog could be an unintentional siren song, snaring Canadian 70's folk singers right now. You too could be an unwitting temptress, if you do not heed my warning concerning writing alluring posts about swallowing your contacts or wrecking your car or burning your food or observing David Archuleta's frequent lip licking. I do not know exactly which post drew Gordon inexorably into my lair. Perhaps it was the Casket Family Mystery. After all, they say men love "mystery."
At any rate, here is the song Gordy wrote in honor of my blog, and NO, it's not "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald," Smarty Pants. Gordon's ode to me is called, appropriately, "2nd Cup of Coffee."
Read Second Cup Of Coffee lyrics