Domestic Geek

So, Renegade Kosher has been streaming tunes for us Magnificent Seven Sabbath Bloggers to jam to. A little bit ago, he played Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody. It is one song that no matter where it is playing, I HAVE TO sing along (ala Wayne's World). A lot of Queen songs are like that for me...We Are The Champions, I Want to Break Free. The Time Warp from Rocky Horror Picture Show. I want to know: What song do you HAVE TO sing along to?

Edited: Meatloaf - Paradise by the Dashboard Light

Hey, remember how I wrote earlier that Marcus was awesome? Well, just want to restate that. He says he's performing the function of a team car...brought me another homemade coffee beverage, heated up my Beef Lo Mein leftover from dinner last night, let the dog out. Awwwwww.

He just informed me he wants to pack up and move to Austria or Spain so he can train to be a professional cyclist. He looked totally serious!

OK, as soon as I make this post, I've got 7 more hours...a minimum of 14 more posts. I can do that!

I see on my stats that people are coming here—would it hurt you to leave a comment and say hi? LOL

If you're reading this Dave W., where's your pledge? I'll be happy with $1! Sponsor Me! That goes for anybody else with a couple of bucks burning a hole in your pocket! Help me at least reach $150. Please, Please, Please, Please, Pretty Please!

Oh, man! That shower felt awesome! I needed to get away from the computer a bit anyway. Marcus also needed to use my scanner, so it all worked out!

I got to thinking about ghosts while in the shower. Who knows where that came from? I was remembering how Marcus said he was getting concerned about me right before we moved away from Deer Trail because I didn't want to be there alone. I used to hear a voice yell my name sharply to wake me up for no reason. At first I thought it was my subconscious. It happend once during waking hours and really freaked me out. I knew the place was haunted and I don't know that the spirits were bad, but I certainly didn't feel comfortable there. Unlike the spirit(s) that inhabited the last pizza place I worked at. Those spirits were just mischievious. The liked to startle me or screw with my timer, but I never felt frightened. Annoyed, yes. Scared to be there, no.

Man, I need a shower...