Stop me if you've heard this one....

So (have you noticed that "so" is becoming, like, the new "like?"  Listen to NPR--and there are those of you who receive these things who'd sooner stick needles in your eyes than do that, and you know who you are, and so do I-- and, way too often lately, a guest will commence a response to a direct question with "So..." and then launch into their answer.  Maybe it's not "like," then as much as "Um," or maybe it's both....), I know I've whined about this before I went worldwide, but I don't always want to do shows that are topical and on oh-so-important topics.   There's so much fodder for such stuff, and I want to be relevant and provocative most of the time, but not didactic or polemical all the time.  Sometimes, we all need a break.  So this week, to the best of my ability, there'll be pap.  In honor of Groundhog Day (the movie, not the "event;"  what's a fuzzy pudgy rodent gonna tell us about this "winter," anyway, other than "you guys have fucked the climate up beyond belief; in 15 years I'm gonna be living in the Arctic Circle or else have slimmed  down and become a mongoose"?), I'm going to be playing multiple versions of  7 (seven) songs plus, of course, "I've Got You, Babe."  I think that the versions are varied enough, and the songs good enough, that they'll be entertaining and not just ennui-inducing.  Back when I taught writing (Oh, those poor, poor students) I'd do stuff like that under the guise of talking about revision, but it was really just an excuse to listen to some music I liked and fill out some class time. Tomorrow, then, as usual:  Noon til 2, 100.1FM, wool.fm on the webs.

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Disclaimer:  All words, unless otherwise attributed, are mine.  I mean, I didn't coin them all, but... well, you probly get it.  The poem from last week, for instance, caused some confusion:  some of you wondered at its authorship and provenance, some thinking or assuming it was Alice's.  On her behalf, I express my outrage; her grocery lists are better-crafted and smarter.  Anyway, I hope this clears up any confusion.  Or causes more, whichever comes first.