My metamorphosis, not exactly Gregor Samsa but close

I've been staying up past my bedtime watching great movies on Turner Classic Films. The Hitchhiker was about a deranged man who would stop motorists at gunpoint and eventually kill them after he had them obey his every direction. He climbs into the back of the car of 2 fishing buddies and we wonder when they'll try to make a break. Great film!

Problem is I'm turning into some of these evil characters. More bout this later on. Remind me to write about my revenge story.

Was noodling about the kitchen yesterday when my favorite song came on the radio. Sure I could've raced into the living room and started dancing. OR I could've attempted to find the name and artist of said song.

DONE! I am listening to it as I blog. Kandi by One Eskimo.

What did he say?

He called me babe. All night long.

From looking at the lead singer I'm getting some fashion ideas for when I attend the bris next week. Bris, by the way, is the Yiddish pronunciation. Brit is the modern Hebrew pronunciation, Cynthia told me. She wouldn't tell me her grandson's name she said until the ceremony is completed. The three names include her late husband Bobby's memorial name. You'll remember he walked into a truck. I'll tell you why he did this. I didn't realize it. He was depressed over his new diagnosis of Parkinson's. You can't think straight when you're depressed. Oy, the things he told me over the phone when last I spoke to him. Darkness unending.

So, you, yourself, may grab a few design ideas from the band. I thought perhaps I could wear multiple bracelets. Currently I only wear a cheap Timex. A client gave me a serenity bracelet. Perhaps I could pop that on my wrist as well.

I also like the lead singer's tattoos on his arm. Perhaps I could get the name of the family tattoodled on my arm along with that medical symbol - what's the word - Yiddish or modern Hebrew will do - somethin like cadeuccas - since the father is a vaccination specialist at a drug company.

The the past week I've been the victim of another sort of virus which does not respond to vaccine. An email virus. The result could be worse certainly but it's supremely annoying. Every day I get at least 40 of the same email inviting me to a an event I do not wanna attend.

When I woke up this morning a line of these emails greeted me. Yes, they are working on the problem they assured us.

Ya know what I did to retaliate?

See, when I like a song I hear on the radio, I send myself an email with its link so I can replay it on YouTube.

So when I did my research this morning about One Eskimo, I merely CCd it to the virus provider as follows.

http://www.oneeskimo.com/
kandi - best one

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFVIl1LPePI
one eskimo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cri481xXtlU&feature=related
candi staton

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2oau8PB_AY0&feature=related
info on one eskimo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WR6L3Q05BQI
ufo

I know, I know. Gregor Samsa all over again.