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Monday Music

It’s late, but it’s still Monday…

Finally, this is appropriate.

Motley Crue, “Home Sweet Home”

More when I get the chance – I’ve got a ton to do tomorrow to catch up, and I’m sure part of the time will be spent trading survivors’ tales with my coworkers – but we’re home, the lights are on, the pipes haven’t burst, no more limbs fell, and nobody was robbin’ the hood.  

It’s been a hell of a week.  

So…how’re y’all?


5 Responses

  1. “Nobody was robbin’ the hood”? What are you, the Fresh Prince?

    Do not tempt me to go dig out a lemon-yellow suit jacket, skinny tie, and awkwardly white-boy rap.

    By which I mean to say, I’m glad you’re back, safe, and everything’s OK.

    Oh. Well, in that case, thanks. 😀

  2. Welcome home, and good luck with the clean-up work!

    Comparatively, ours will be easy. We only lost a handful of limbs out back, only one of which really compares to the big one we lost during the Ike-generated wind storm.

  3. There’s no place like home.

    ‘Specially when it has lights and heat and stuff.

  4. Dangit, and I can’t wave my lighter at work…

    You can still do the “synchronized guitar-bob dance” in most states.

    I wouldn’t necessarily recommend it in public, now, but you can do it….

  5. You know I’m a dreamer, but my heart’s of gold
    I had to run away high
    So I wouldn’t come home low…

    DAMMIT! I’m glad you’re home but I’ll be singing it for weeks!!!

    In any other moment I would have introduced this song as one of a few that first got me introduced to heavy metal. I first heard it being sung by the guy who would go on to be my best friend (now deceased) when I was 13 and we were riding sleds down the highway after another ice storm closed schools for the day.

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