Apparently my hub has moved past Youtube to Jango. Jango is a website that allows you to create your own radio station by just typing in any artist of choice. It then plays similar artists of the same genre, (except sometimes they mess up and throw Andy Gibb or Donna Summer in the Carly Simmon mix.)
So there I was at 7:30 a.m. laying in bed listening to Helen Ready repeating Leave Me Alone 13 times per chorus, which means she told me to leave her alone exactly 39 times.
Back atcha, Helen!
This was followed by Leo Sayer telling me over and over again that I make him feel like dancing. If I hadn't stayed up until 4:45 a.m. writing the first paragraph of my first query letter for my first manuscript submission I would have been tempted to see if Leo was making my hub feel like dancing as much as he was making him feel like singing.
My hub can do that simultaneous air guitar/riverdance trick with his singing voice too.
Okay, so technically it wasn't my first manuscript submission. I did submit a manuscript to Deseret Book as one of my Writing for Publication class requirements in college. They asked me to revise it and send it back. And then they told me they totally would have published it if it hadn't been for the fact that it was a piece of junk.
I'm full of true stories today.
Here's another true story. Somewhere in between Leo Sayer and Helen Ready came Joni Mitchell and Olivia Newton John and Rita Coolidge. And somewhere in between them I heard my daughter call to my hub from the computer.
"Hey, Dad! I have 100% in my honors English class."
I know I've been poking my daughter's English teacher in the eye for labeling me a Twi-mom, but can I just say publicly that I secretly lub him. And not just because he's giving her 100%, but because last week when my daughter made some outrageous statement about who knows what during class he grinned and said, "I really love how you always go against the grain and how you never conform to the norm when you say what you need to say. Good on you for not being afeared to let your freak flag fly sky high."
And then he added,"Now you just need to learn that sometimes you're wrong!"
Insert evil English teacher laugh here.
(You tell her, evil English teacher!)
Anyways, gotsta go to church to learn some more true stories!
And LY everyone!!!!!!