The intercom has been set to the country station again so I’m off to the world of internet radio to try to drown it out. I was planning to go Doo-Wop for a while, then maybe Classic Country to show these whippersnappers how it’s SUPPOSED to be done, but why do that when I can be profoundly irritating?!?!? Polkas! Waltzes! Schottisches! YODELING!!!
Oh, God! They’re playing “Trink, Trink, Bruderlein, Trink!” I’m flashing back to my childhood! I had this shot glass shaped like a beer stein and my dad would pour an ounce of Hamms and mom would sing.