Tuesday Titter
I love mixed tapes!
Yeah, I said tapes.
I used to make mixes of ‘stick it to the man’ type songs for my pals when they were going through some 6th grade hardship like detention for chewing gum. I had a mix of sappy love songs and power ballads to take away the heartache of break-ups. I would crank it up and sob into my pillow while sprawled across my bed in the dark.
Mom had this mixed tape that I remember sticking into my silver boombox (heehee…boombox) It had awesome (like totally tubular) songs like Yellow Submarine and Tie Me Kangaroo Down. I would sing the words to these songs and baffle all of my friends who were still singing songs from Sesame Street. When Queenie graduated from high school, Beaner and I carefully chose songs to make a tape that she could listen to when she was homesick. Beaner and I poured through our CD and tape collections to find just the right blend of music to make her cry uncontrollably and beg to come home.
Mom had this mixed tape that I remember sticking into my silver boombox (heehee…boombox) It had awesome (like totally tubular) songs like Yellow Submarine and Tie Me Kangaroo Down. I would sing the words to these songs and baffle all of my friends who were still singing songs from Sesame Street. When Queenie graduated from high school, Beaner and I carefully chose songs to make a tape that she could listen to when she was homesick. Beaner and I poured through our CD and tape collections to find just the right blend of music to make her cry uncontrollably and beg to come home.
Evil…I know, but she did transfer to a closer school. Thank you mixed tape!
I have since graduated to the CD… oh, but I miss the songs on some of those tapes.
Billy Joel has lent himself to many of my mixed tape endeavors. One that is soon to star in a CD mix of drinking songs. I just say this as a segue - I am so tricky.
Gotta love that song!! A pint of Guinness in your hand swaying to and fro as you belt out every word!
I have since graduated to the CD… oh, but I miss the songs on some of those tapes.
Billy Joel has lent himself to many of my mixed tape endeavors. One that is soon to star in a CD mix of drinking songs. I just say this as a segue - I am so tricky.
Gotta love that song!! A pint of Guinness in your hand swaying to and fro as you belt out every word!
I love the part of Davy…who is still in the Navy and probably will be for life. Davy reminds me of The Clarence, who was in the Navy and had a tattoo of a half nekkid babe on his leg. In the video Davy makes the girl on his arm dance by flexing his arm muscles…The Clarence did the same thing with his calves.
The Clarence was my Grandpa. He is a titter-making memory of the best kind. He had tattoos up and down his arms from the Navy. His tattoos were such a part of him and I would stare at them for hours mesmerized by the hairs peeking through the silvery blue forms of faces and wings.
He had the best smile and laugh and messy hair and suspenders.
His hands were shaky, he bought me a necklace with an anchor the Christmas before he died, he loved my Grandma the way a woman should be loved and looked at her the way a woman should be looked at, and he was the first to hug me when she died.
He was just plain cool…
The Clarence was my Grandpa. He is a titter-making memory of the best kind. He had tattoos up and down his arms from the Navy. His tattoos were such a part of him and I would stare at them for hours mesmerized by the hairs peeking through the silvery blue forms of faces and wings.
He had the best smile and laugh and messy hair and suspenders.
His hands were shaky, he bought me a necklace with an anchor the Christmas before he died, he loved my Grandma the way a woman should be loved and looked at her the way a woman should be looked at, and he was the first to hug me when she died.
He was just plain cool…
2 comments:
Love that Tuesday tittering. Where is last tues. it has gone missing. But this one is the bomb, I love the Clarence too!! I really do miss my daddy sometimes. Play me a song piano man!!!
"and you gotta us feeling alright..."
queenster sways to and fro in her little cubicle with a bottle water in her hand.
"talking to Davy, who's still in the Navy, and probably will be for life. La, la, did, de, da, da"
queenster chokes up at the thought of her grandpa and his dancing lady....
great blog!
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