Snoop Doggy Dogg
I had a really great idea for this blog entry, and there was no way for it to happen so I don’t know what I’m going to do.
I’ve lost the clichéd light at the end of my tunnel. Tunnel vision.
Hummm….
Haaaaa.
Okay.
My idea was this…
I was going to write this entry while listening to Snoop Dogg’s hit single “Drop It Like It’s Hot” over and over and over on my iPod. It would be have sweet! It would have completely drawn you into the entry.
It would have started your weekend off right!
But…my iPod doesn’t have that song. It used to. It did. It used to.
But now it doesn’t.
Either way, it’s Friday afternoon, and what am I still doing on this computer? Actually, what are YOU still doing on your computer? Man, that just got me depressed. That got me sad.
Snap your fingers, that’s as long as it took to 180 my mood here.
Now I’m doubly sad, and I may very well break out in tears at any moment here. First, my idea for this entry is gone and now I’m thinking of all the happy, active people who are already getting their weekend on.
WILL can cheer me up somehow, as I’m sure it has you mucho times over the years. Maybe I’ll turn the dial to the FM classical music. Maybe. I’ll turn the dial.
I could surf the site some more. Listen to some of the broadcasts I missed this morning by downloading the podcasts.
Somehow, I get sadder and sadder. This is a poor pit of sadness that I’m falling into. It’s a Friday and I should be happy. You should be happy. But I’m not.
I’m not happy because my anticipation went overboard. My anticipation is a cup overflowing. Continually overflowing.
Overflowing.


