Fetal pig.......

I remember 7th grade... My love for Science (enter I-, I+ here... for you young punks, dat ain't good).. Mr. Karstens... so serious... the little aluminum trays... filled halfway with wax.. the pins.. our Exacto's... and the pig... the dead, fetal pig.

Dissection. The song below, I think, is a love song. I dissected the hell out of it, because today has been one'a them days, "hit by a pitch", get ursass up, dust off... and carry on. Mebbe like Formaldehyde, yuck, good friends, and 7th grade hormones can do to one's self - yet still, the urge to shout.

Strangely, a buddy recently asked (on FB) "what song makes you want to get up and dance?"... and I answered this one... but with disclaimer tonight.

We-eee-eeel....
You know you make me wanna (Shout!)
Kick my heels up and (Shout!)
Throw my hands up and (Shout!)
Throw my head back and (Shout!)
Come on now (Shout!)
Don't forget to say you will
Don't forget to say, yeah )
You got it, now!

Ever wake up, grab the FYI section, u see "Two Stars" (outta 5) on the Horoscope.. and it played out? Uh huh, me too. I try to live life like 'a blocking dummy'. You get your ass knocked down, you smile, you wipe urself down, you get back up, and you prepare again.

(Say) come on now
(Say) come on now
(Say) come on now
(Say) come on now
(Say) I still remember
(Shooby-doo-wop-do-wop-wop-wop-wop)

Today, events led to "you know you make me wanna shout".. no, not clap hands, no, not say "yeah yeah", and huh uh, not "aaaalll-right"."... Emailed someone fairly significant in the past, braggadociously about the wonderful events going on with someone fairly significant to us.. emailed 8 paragraphs of praise to fairly significant about fairly significant. Imagine my excitement (you know you make me want to shout) at the lovely reply "All's good." Uh huh, what I thought.

You know you make me wanna
(Shout-wooo) hey-yeah
(Shout-wooo) yeah-yeah-yeah
(Shout-wooo) aaaalll-right
(Shout-wooo) aaaalll-right
(Shout-wooo) come on now!
(Shout) come on now!
(Shout) yeah, yeah, yeah
(Shout) yeah, yeah, yeah (good sound)
(Shout) yeah, yeah, yeah (good sound)
(Shout) yeah, yeah, yeah (good sound)
(Shout) all-alright (good sound)
(Shout) it's all-alright (good sound)
(Shout) all-alright (good sound)
(Shout) all-alright (aah)

Now wai-a-ait a minute!
I feel aaaaaaallllllright!
(Yeah-Yeah, Yeah-Yeah!)
(OOOOOOOOW)

Now wai-a-ait a minute... More than you wanted to know.. Moved desk at work 300 yards to a trailer.(mandated).. "ok".. .. 11 years of crap hand-carried to my new 'home'... GD (Gosh darn) new computer, new Windows addition, a challenge for us aged ones.. 5 huge cardboard boxes of 11 years of junk, surrounding me.

Now, former 12 foot L shaped desk with boo-koo filing room replaced by 5 foot desk with filing space for a bologna sannich and a bag'a chips.

You know you make me wanna
(Shout-wooo) lift my heels up and
(Shout-wooo) throw my head back and
(Shout-wooo) kick my heels up and
(Shout-wooo) come on now
(Shout-wooo) take it easy
(Shout-wooo) take it easy
(Shout-wooo) take it easy (higher)

At exactly 22 minutes after 8am, I finally found the icon to login, let 'em know "I'm here". 9am, boss, two steps up from me emails me three times asking for help on some junk. 10am, phone rings, caller ID tells me "boss, two steps up" on phone. "Hello".. "You here?"... "Yes"... "SLEEPING?"... long pause... (A couple of weeks ago, I'd emailed him about a financially critical looming thing about one of our vendors... his email reply, "not important.. I haven't got time for this". .. (You know you make me want to shout)... so.......... I said "I haven't got time for this".. (I was looking for job when I got this one, too old for this crap.. know him, love him, but he makes me want to shout upon occasion)...

(Shout) a little bit softer now (wooo)
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now
(Shout) a little bit softer now

Ok, I will. Then I took it all in. The view from my new chair/desk. The fact I still have a wonderful job. Kid, grandkids. The fact my car runs, my arms, legs, eyes, hands, mouth - work. The fact that I see/observe "slobbery nice" (I think is how that one political party puts it.).. The fact that once again, even in s-h-i-t, life ain't bad.

(Shout) a little bit louder now
(Shout) a little bit louder now
(Shout) a little bit louder now (ooo)
(Shout) a little bit louder now
(Shout) a little bit louder now
(Shout) a little bit louder now
(Shout) a little bit louder now (wooo)
(Shout) a little bit louder now (wooo)
(Shout) a little bit louder now (wooo)
(Shout) a little bit louder now (wooo)
(Shout) a little bit louder now (wooo)
(Shout) a little bit louder now
(Shout)
Hey-Hey-A-Hey
(Hey-Hey-A-Hey)
Hey-A-Hey-A
(Hey-A-Hey-A)
Hey-A-Hey-A)
(Hey-A-Hey-A)
Hey-A-A-Hey)
(Hey-A-A-Hey)

Coming home tonight, finally actually playing this on youtube.. the shout of woe, turns to the shout of wooo, hey-hey-a-hey.

Jump Now!
Jump up and shout now (wooo)
Jump up and shout now (wooo)
Jump up and shout now (wooo)
Jump up and shout now (wooo)
Jump up and shout now (wooo)
Everybody shout now
Everybody shout now
Everybody, shout, shout
Shout, shout, shout
Shout, shout, shou-out
Shout, shout, shou-out
Shout, shout, shout, shout (oh-whoa-yeah)
Shout, shout, shout, shout (oh yeah)
Shout, shout, shout, shout
Everybody shout now (ooo)

I am an idiot, but you knew that. I abhor folks that come here (FB) diss friends, loved ones,life's events et al (bare ass, so to speak). And then I shout about it too. Oh well. We all, I reckon, have those "shout" days... Most of us move on.. smile, keep our yap shut... Others, might go to Happy Hour, come home and blog... get up the next morning and regret it.......

You know you make me want to shout..........

Love, Victurd