“I appreciate when people listen to the sad songs, because it’s almost like telling someone your problems and having them listen with a compassionate ear.”
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Such a yucky rainy day all day today, with chance of continued yucky tomorrow. Instead of “Rainy With a Chance of Meatballs,” it’s more like “Rainy With a Chance of a Tall Glass of Chardonnay.” (Just sayin’.)
I guess the gang is getting together for karaoke on Fridays now at the VFW, like the old days. I haven’t joined them yet. Delaney’s replaced their backroom with pool tables, so no more karaoke and socializing there. I may have to hang up my self-Quarantined microphone and get over to the VFW. But, for today… singing at home..all by myself. Oops…that’s a good song too.
