When I was 5 years old my cousin Mary gave me a box of her old 45 records that she didn't want anymore. My hands-down fave was the above: "I Think I Love You" by The Partridge Family. The song was 3 years old at the time, but I'd never heard it before and I was hooked on it. I played that thing over and over. I remember the "bell" logo and the red sleeve. And sometimes I'd move the record needle to where the harpsicord instrumental would play. Come to think of it, that song was such a monster smash hit back in the day, and yet the oldies stations never seem to play it anymore. If they did, I think I'd listen to it. It always brings back good memories.
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Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
So how many of you out there watched The Hardy Boys back in '76?? Or was it '77??? I don't think it lasted for more than one season. I think I saw one episode, because it really wasn't one of my faves. My cousin Michelle had Shaun's poster on her wall, and she had his record "Da Do Ron Ron", but if you asked her about it now she'd probably deny it. Well, at least I know the truth...
Monday, March 19, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Between you and me, if I walked around town wearing overalls with a unicorn on it, I'd get my ass kicked:
Monday, March 12, 2012
Heading out this morning into the sun. Riding on the diamond waves, little darlin' one. Warm wind caress her, her lover it seems. Oh Annie, Dreamboat Annie, my little ship of dreams. Going down the city sidewalk alone in the crowd, no one knows the lonely one whose head is in the clouds. Sad faces painted over with those magazine smies. Heading out to somewhere, won't be back for awhile.
Friday, March 09, 2012
Monday, March 05, 2012
Throughout the decade, my grandparents used to rent a site at the Bourne Scenic Campground for an entire summer in their Coachman trailer. Usually they'd get a site overlooking the canal. I'd stay with them for a week. I always looked forward to it. One night, circa 1975, a cruise liner passed through the canal, right in front of their site. The ship honked its horn, music was blaring, and the passengers were hollering out greetings to the campers and vice verse. It caused quite a commotion. And I slept through the whole damn thing...