A long time ago, I was working the second shift on a job with a guy from Vermont. I glanced up at the clock and said something about it was about time to break for supper. He didn't look up; he said something along the lines of "it's a poor excuse for a person who has to look at a clock to know when they're hungry."
That's about my feelings regarding Valentine's Day. If you have to be reminded by a calendar in order to pay attention to your beloved, then you're about as romantic as a Cat D-9.
Valentine's Day isn't as bad a foisted-upon faux Hallmark holiday as Sweetest Day, which fortunately hasn't caught on outside of cities close to Lake Erie, most of which are nicknamed "the mistake on the lake" for good reasons well known to anyone who has lived there. Probably a quarter of the jewelry stores would have to close without Valentine's Day, since they'd lose their customer base of clueless men who pay three times what the piece of crap is worth. Florists would go broke if they had to rely on men to have a romantic impulse and buy flowers for their true love (or their "love right now").
So, with my ambivalence towards Valentine's Day, let's have some music:
An Explosion Of Entitlement
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2 comments:
Interesting choice; the group has come a ways since then. One of their best concerts was with Sugarland; country western singer Jennifer Nettles makes them sound a lot better (and she looks a lot better, in my opinion).
That's a nice one, Bob. As you can see, I borrowed it. :)
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