Feeling a bit "blocked" today...

I guess I have too much going on.  I usually have some kind of dorky music running through my head, but this morning I have a whole bunch of other stuff on the brain.  We have a lot to do, but we can't get going on them until other pieces fall into place.  So I look at stuff that needs to be packed up and can't really get started on it.  We did manage to lose a bag of old clothes today.  That's one less box that will have to be packed.

Alabama sums up how I feel right now…

I really want to get this house packed up and cleaned so we can be on our way.  But I have to wait and suffer until the end.  And then it'll be time to get on a plane and…

Fly Like An Eagle…

You'd think I could just relax and enjoy the last two weeks in Texas.  I mean, a lot of people love it here.  I don't hate it, but I can't say I love it, either…

I'm really not from Texas…

But I don't feel about it the way Weird Wilbur does… at least not at this point.

 

Maybe I will in two weeks, though...

 

We'll see how it goes when we're done packing up and moving…  I may decide never to come back here again, unless it turns out we have to sue our landlord.

Hopefully, no police will be involved...

Children's Crusade...

Back in the 80s, I went through a weird phase that made me a little obsessed with Sting and his then brand new solo album, Dream of the Blue Turtles.  The song on that album that I liked the best was "Children's Crusade".

 

Sting was so young back then.  So was I.  Back then, I had some rather unhealthy fixations with dieting, of all things.  To look at me today, you'd never believe it.  To look at me then, you'd never believe it... unless you spent time with me.  I talked about dieting all the time.  For some reason, this song stuck in my head.

So did this one...

I used to obsess over calories and exercise and these songs seemed to really facilitate those obsessive feelings.  I have long since given up the whole thing.  I can no long starve myself like I used to and even if I did, it would make no difference.  But when I head these songs, it takes me back to when I was 13 or 14 and a little crazy and obsessed.  A lot of Sting's songs are about obsession... and so are some of the later Police songs.

  

"Every Breath You Take" was a notoriously obsessive song...  as "Wrapped Around Your Finger" and "King of Pain"...

Those days seem so long ago now...  I wouldn't want to revisit them, except maybe to tell my teen self not to waste my time.  

Turned on my 70s mix today...

Since the TV is still messed up, I've been listening to a lot of music over the past couple of days.  Yesterday, I played my "comforting" playlist.  Today, I turned on my 70s mix.  As I've listened to tunes for the past few hours, one thing has become very clear to me...  The 70s had some great music.  And the 70s also had some really goofy music.

Goofy music is, in a large part, what this blog is all about.  I love really cheesy music from my childhood.  Yes, a lot of it is mediocre.  Some of it even makes me cringe.  It always reminds me of a simpler time, though.  The 70s were a good time to be born, in my very humble opinion.  Being a 70s baby means you're not that old... yet.  But you were around at a time when people weren't so paranoid about everything.  You could go outside and play without someone calling CPS on your parents.  You didn't have the lure of a personal computer or a cell phone to occupy your attention.  And the music was fun.

Here are just a few songs from that time I've heard on iTunes today...

Boris the Spider by The Who

Dance, Dance, Dance by Chic

Black Water by The Doobie Brothers

On the Road Again by Willie Nelson

Hole In My Life by The Police

Pretty Maids All in A Row by The Eagles

And the ever popular Margaritaville by Jimmy Buffet...

Not bad.  Actually, listening to Buffet makes me wish I was on my way to Key West.  I could use some beach time.  I thought was going to get some in Greece and Italy, but I was mistaken.  

The 70s rocked for rock songs...   And now that it's Thursday, I wouldn't mind taking a trip to "Margaritaville".