Had to substitute some videos that decided that they no longer wished to be embedded. A full-length McFerrin video with Robin Williams and Bill Irwin that could be embedded eluded me, so a shortened one is posted. Since the song attaches directly to the cortex, the short version is probably more than adequate.
After viewing multiple versions of the Spice Girls -- and before my morning coffee (SHUDDER) -- I can't escape the conclusion that Sporty Spice didn't try that hard with her costumes. She just wore whatever was on the floor.
Me
- Burning Khrome
- I live in an anonymous suburb of an anonymous Midwestern city. I'm older than I feel but younger than my passport picture appears. I'm an INTJ -- and you know what a pain those people can be. I have two strong areas of skill -- sarcasm and nearly paralyzing self-analysis. Put them together like chocolate and peanut butter and you get this blog that sticks to your teeth. The best picture taken of me in the last five years was inside a turtle. I'm afraid to know what that means.
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