Lohan Joins other Young Starlets on Deathwatch List

"The world has been very hard on her," said Michael Heller, a lawyer and Lohan family friend. "She has a lot of personal issues and family issues. There's an incredible amount of pressure on this 20-year-old."
He also noted on Tuesday that Lohan has "gone from one movie to the next," spending long stretches of time away from her family.
"She's living in a hotel," he said. "It's a very lonely existence."
Lohan's mother, Dina Lohan, told Us Weekly magazine earlier this month that when her daughter isn't working, "she's so bored."

Reading this excerpt from a press release you can't help but feel sorry for young Lindsay Lohan and others of her ilk...the Olsen twins, Nicole Ritchie, Lara Flynn Boyle, Paris Hilton etc. These emaciated celebrities are literally a vanishing breed who have made rehab a major US growth industry and have negatively influenced many young, celebrity obsessed girls. As the proud and reasonably protective father of a 17 year old girl I feel obligated to mention this phenomenon and urge all of you with daughters to do as I do and slip cinnamon buns into their lunches. If that doesn't work you can always try talking about it.

As an interesting sidelight this issue points out a major difference between men and women in our society at least as it relates to rich entertainers with low self-esteem (a thesis just waiting to be written!!). Men in this category take drugs, drink to excess and eat till their hearts explode while women, similarly afflicted, take drugs, drink to excess and starve themselves to death. Witness the demise of John Candy, Chris Farley, John Belushi, Sam Kinison etc. vs. Karen Carpenter and the impending deaths of all those ingenues mentioned above.

Sure there are children suffering around the world but let's not forget about those right here in our midst. Remember....charity begins at home.

Charles Nelson Reilly - Fastidious, Eccentric, Gentleman Bachelor Takes his Final Bow

Maybe you knew him from TV sitcoms or the movies: The flamboyant uncle, the prissy landlord, the anally retentive school principal (Not to be confused with Anal School Principal vol.1-8). Perhaps you knew him from his legendary gameshow work on MatchGame where his sardonically wry panel personna made him a staple.

His death puts another nail in the coffin of an age of innocence to which we may never return. A time when glasses were huge, neckties wide , and men such as Reilly , Paul Lynde, Liberace, Rip Taylor etc, were allowed to act as "gay" as they wanted in public as long as they never said anything about their preferred lifestyle. We were more than glad to go along with the ruse too. The press by and large kept their mouths shut and any gay activists had more pressing concerns even in the pre-AIDS era. And so we remained...tacitly complicit, blithely blinded, as long as these men kept making us laugh with their outrageous antics or swoon to their schmaltzy music. It was a deal that was too good to last and even though these men had to lead double lives of deceit and fakery they were well payed for their troubles.

On a more personal note my GF Phyllis will probably read this post and again start wondering about my own sexual tastes. Fear not fair Phyllis, I just report this stuff and I'll keep serving up the facts just the way I like'em....straight.

LOST and Foundering

I'm not the 1st nor will I be the last to see the plot of ABC's LOST as a thinly veiled metaphor for the Bush administration's misguided adventure in Iraq. The popular TV show ended its 3rd season this past wednesday only one day after President Bush gave the commencement address at the Coast Guard Academy. This speech was of particular interest because Bush divulged some previously classified info regarding Al Qaeda's intentions in Iraq and especially as they pertained to their no. 1 franchise holder Al Zarqawi, the now dead leader of "Al Qaeda in Iraq" ("we put the urgency in insurgency!"). Evidence seems to indicate that Bin Laden wanted Al Zarqawi to turn Iraq into a launch pad for terrorism against the US. Bush argues that a victory by the insurgency would be dangerous for the free world. The only option....stay the course!

So BUSH reveals some answers and a day later so does LOST but let's compare the 2 more closely and look at a couple of striking parallels:

1. The island is inhabited by a group of people led by the creepy Ben who had serious father issues and consolidated power in a bloody massacre using poison gas among other weapons...Iraq was led by the creepy Saddam Hussein who also had father issues, rose to power after a bloody coup and used poison gas and other weapons against his own people.



2. George Bush (president of the USA as was his father) invades Iraq and engages in a war where each side views the other as evil and leads his nation and the world into potentially greater peril.....Jack Shepard (esteemed spine surgeon as was his father) leads his flock on LOST, outsiders all, to do battle against the "others" with what could be disastrous consequences for all those on and even off the island.



3. The catalysts for both the show and the war were plane crashes.

We could continue in this vein but you get the idea. I can hear the doubters arguing that if one were to look hard enough, similarities could be found between Iraq and any TV show. I don't believe this to be the case so I randomly selected a program from TV Guide using the time honoured "flip through pages and point" method. Try as I might I found nothing to metaphorically tie Everybody Loves Raymond to the war in Iraq (with the possible exception of the Abu Ghraib situation and famous "Debra's Sick" episode of 1/3/1997 where as the blurb states: "Debra comes down with the flu and is bedridden. Inexperienced Raymond must take care of the three kids and resorts to questionable parenting techniques with hilarious consequences. Ouch!!")

So Bush invades Iraq under false pretenses and says we must defeat Al Qaeda there lest it become a base of operations and breeding ground for terrorist plots against the US. He conveniently overlooks the obvious fact that it was his very policies in that country that opened the floodgates for foreign terrorists such as Al Qaeda and Al Zarqawi while other more established areas such as Pakistan, Afghanistan and Saudi Arabia go relatively unpunished. The ill conceived war has also radicalized Muslim youth in the West and created a "homegrown terrorist" mentality where almost none existed before. The circular logic implies that the war must continue in order to stop a problem that was created by the war itself! I believe his best argument would be to simply state "We created this mess now let's stay here until it's cleaned up". If there can even be such thing as a so-called war on terror surely this is far from the best way to fight it. President Bush stubbornly (a la Jack Shepard) continues his military crusade while policies based on diplomacy and consensus building, both domestic and international, are given short shrift. On the home front even Republican support is quickly dwindling....perhaps the commander in chief would do well to remember the old adage: No man is an island.

Where's the Jewish Porn?

Pornographers have taken the idea of niche marketing and exploited it to extremes unheard of in the corporate world (and that takes some doing). If there's a fetish out there it's guaranteed that they'll be more than enough product to satisfy even the most base and obscure interests. If your tastes run towards women urinating on oven mitts (you know who I'm talking about Tterbfan) or lingerie clad models discussing philosophy there's at least 10 videos and several websites only a click away. There are sites devoted to Black women, Orientals, Latinas, Scandinavians, Indians (native and east), Russians, even nuns for heaven's sake but none featuring women of Jewish descent!

There are many beautiful, sexually active Jewish women....Jews control the entertainment industry including the porn sector and there have always been working Jewish porn stars but Judaism has never been exploited as a selling point. Go figure.

After some exhaustive research (and I mean exhaustive!) I did manage to find one series of videos that answers the call and provides material for those interested in the mysterious sexual power of the Jewess. They are currently on order and you may borrow them when I'm done.

THE BLOB IS ONE YEAR OLD TODAY!!!!

After a false alarm earlier this month I can safely confirm that today, May the 21st, 2007 is the official one year anniversary of The Blob. Needless to say it's a bit of a madhouse here at the head office with all manner of dignitaries and well-wishers popping by for a cherished photo-op and a free glass of celebratory champagne. I've managed to slip away for a few minutes and will post this as quickly as I can! Looking back over this past year, the hours of work to get this endeavour up and running and the further time spent scoping the bowels of pop culture and world events for material, I can safely say that it's been all worth it. My regular readership started off at a paltry 5 people and rose steadily to 8 only to fall back again to 3 or 4. My staff demographer explained the backslide as a simple result of more freelance low brass work in the spring, global warming, and an obscure reference to the Zionist banking conspiracy (Zionists...is there anything they're not responsible for??)......one sec......"Yeah thank you very much Mr. president, you can put it over there on the counter." Sorry about the interruption, the was President Faure Gnassingbe of Togo with a quiche...anyways, as I've always said "It's a rough world out there and if I can make just one person laugh than I've done my job." I believe I've fulfilled this objective and look to at least double that number in the coming year. Time to sign off and get back to the party but before I do we should revisit what was without doubt the year's most popular post, Ladies and gentlemen I give you from November 28th 2006: The Greatest Orchestra Ever http://www.flurl.com/item/Naked_Asian_Orchestra_u_202435

La Ségolene Lands on her Feet

The French presidential election is now history. This acrimonious contest drew uncommon international interest not only because France stands at a socio-political crossroads but more importantly because the leftist candidate Ségolene Royal was hot!! Her critics assailed her as authoritarian, a populist, and worse still a luddite (somewhat better...a MILF) while those in her corner were impressed with her stands on social justice and education. Indeed she has been a model of the ideals of feminine equality and empowerment since she, at age of 19, sued her own deadbeat father for monies owed so she and her siblings could attend university.

Never afraid to speak her mind, Sego even strayed into the murky waters of Quebec politics with her own unfortunate version of Charles DeGaulles infamous "Vive le Quebec Libre".

After the election loss she decided to take a break from politics but few could have assumed the confluence of serendipitous events that would have fueled her next career move.

As we all know, the famous girls group The Pussy Cat Dolls have just finished the arduous task of finding a new member. In the spirit of total transparency this was all played out on a reality TV series that caught the eye of many a critic who, like the rest of us, found the prospect of weeding through dozens of semi-talented but confident, lingerie clad, nymphette-type role models too hard to resist". (hear what 1 critic had to say) http://www.womensforumaustralia.org/index2.php?option=com_content&do_pdf=1&id=57

At its core, this show goes beyond just finding a new Pussycat Doll; it's about female empowerment, self-discovery and personal transformation," CW Entertainment boss Dawn Ostroff says.

"Our new line of action figures echoes this" she continued; "Little girls should know that they're never too young to start working on the teasing, burlesque style, sexuality that the Dolls espouse". The winner, announced only weeks ago on the final show, was a young woman named Asia who's sweet vocals and solid work on the pole sealed the deal. She was all set to embark on her exciting new career when group founder Robin Antin weighed in with the bad news. "When the French election results came in I had this flash of inspiration...Ségolene Royal as the newest PCD!!! She's got time on her hands, she's a very powerful and confident woman who will appeal to an older demographic and she can shake it like nobody's business! In short she's tres, tres sexy!!!" crowed the animated former choreographer who's botoxed face could barely conceal her excitement.

The Blob is proud to scoop the world press with the 1st publicity photo featuring the newest Doll. Look at this picture and you'll see a sassy 53 year old woman who has done a complete about face......she's the one on the far right.

More Adventures for Men

Author David Jerome is back at it again. The prolific writer is best known for his children's books and specifically for those with parents living alternative lifestyles. Most popular of course is "Daddy had his Weiner in another Man's Pooh-pooh" but he's had great success with several others such as : "My Mommy has a Penis", "What's That Stuff on the Carpet?", "A is for Auto-Erotic Asphyxiation", and "The Mysterious Disappearance of Jimmy the Gerbil".

Two years ago Jerome began writing serial adventures for men, namely the Turd Stuffington series, and he hasn't looked back! This installment (no.18) finds our trim hero recently returned from the hospital and recovering from a very serious bladder infection. As he struggles to get back into shape with strenuous workouts and light meals (all carefully mentored by his sidekick and roommate, Curtis) he finds that he may have bitten off more than he can chew on what was supposed to be an easy mission to Quadrant 17.

I loved every page of this book and couldn't put it down. Volume 18 doesn't just get thumbs up, it gets the full fist!!!! Have a great read!!!

Falwell That Ends Well

Jerry Falwell, the firebrand preacher, pioneering televangelist, and founder of the Moral Majority is no more. The founder and Chancellor of Liberty University and founder and Pastor of the historic Thomas Road Baptist Church(where his bloated carcass will remain on view throughout the week), died yesterday. He was 73.

I've followed Falwell's career since the early 80's when he took a small congregation and transformed it into a conservative powerhouse that had all manner of right-wing politicians pandering to him for the votes that he could deliver. My only regret is that he died too young....too young to have his career ruined by a sex and/or drug scandal a la Jim Bakker, Jimmy Swaggart, Ted Haggard etc. Never will I have the pleasure of reading about Mr. Falwell outed as a transvestite nor will I know the joy of seeing the internet video of a drugged out Falwell moaning "I'm a creamed filled donut" as some skanky hooker administers a custard enema with a pastry bag.

To look at Minister Falwell is to know that there were skeletons in his closet and that his sins were greater than simply partaking too greedily of the Lord's bounty. The wily old fox, true to form and slippery as a greased hog, has taken leave and perhaps his secrets have died with him. Up in heaven he is surely enjoying the last laugh (My goodness Gabriel, these pork rinds are simply divine!! ho ho ho !!") as the high fives resound like colliding doves (simile generator or SIMGEN up and running again!!) .

Surely other corpulent and self-righteous men will rise to take his place but none with his smarmy smugness. Why is it always the elderly, obese ones who go first...why??!!

Seeing is Bullieving

Slaughter fight for 'sacred' bull
Hindus have launched a last minute appeal to prevent the slaughter of a sacred bull which has tested positive for tuberculosis. The bull, Shambo, lives in a shrine in Llanpumsaint, Carmarthenshire (Wales). Officials at the Skanda Vale Temple and the Hindu Forum of Britain, say the killing of cows and bulls is against their religious principles. The Welsh assembly government said infected animals were slaughtered to "protect both human and animal health". As a responsible organisation, the temple has sought professional veterinary advice to ensure that robust measures are taken to isolate Shambo and minimise the spread of disease but an assembly government spokesperson said TB was a disease which was transmissible to humans and other mammals.

Stories like this make me wonder how evolved the human race actually is, and I'm not just talking about Hindus here. Millions and millions of us roam the planet believing what are essentially fairy tales put forward by the organized religions of the world, stories that by and large are there to replace the old myths that we used to believe in.

For every sacred bull there's a vision of the Virgin Mary in some incongruous place that then becomes a shrine with people willing themselves to see a miracle. This photo of Mary in a grilled cheese sandwich (google it!!) looks a helluva llot like Marlene Dietrich but don't try telling that to the faithful who are bidding for the icon on Ebay like there's no tomorrow. Maybe this sandwich isn't a miracle but inexplicably just looking at the photo cured a little problem I'd been having with impotence (what can I say....I LOVE grilled cheese!!!) Stranger still is the famous Virgin Mary underpass salt runoff stain in Chicago that had people lining up just to get a glimpse and say a prayer at an image that bore a greater resemblance to a woman's privates than to the blessed mother of Jesus. Its been said that our brains are genetically programmed to recognize facial patterns and even assign these attributes where none exist ( i.e. the man in the moon). It seems like we've also been programmed not to see a huge vagina when it's staring us right in the face! (Or am I just imagining things???...hmmmm). I'm far from the 1st to cast aspersions on this phenomenon (check out this link for more photos like these of Mary and baby Jesus sharing a grilled cheese sandwich. http://cas.bellarmine.edu/tietjen/RootWeb/VirginMaryCheese.htm

Let's not forget about Shambo the sacred but tubercular bull......now there's an idea for a sitcom!!....

SHAMBO THEME

He's shambo the sacred but tubercular bull

Poor shambo, the fates have been unjustly cruel

In the old days you'd pull a plow or two

Now all they want you to pull is through

Oh Shambo the sacred but tubercular bull.

Hey Shambo, whatever are you gonna do

The health cops have put out a hit on you

The Hindus revere you as most superior

But we take one look and think"leather interior"

Dear Shambo we'd be really worried too!

So Shambo let's hope that you can stick around

As beef goes,you're better off not sliced or ground

When they sent you in for a diagnosis

Who knew they'd find tuberculosis

Shambo please stay safe and sound.

Shambo you'd leave a lot of lonely cows

They see you and never fail to get aroused

They voted you "bull they wished to be datin' "

The one who should do the inseminatin'

Shambo please don't leave us now.

Testing the Waters

Here's part of the press release for my latest CD. With my 2 week stint in Vegas behind me it seems like I might actually have a shot in the "funny business". Word of mouth helped audiences grow throughout the week and seeing as my material works best with an inebriated and under-educated crowd this was a golden opportunity in this desert jewel of a city!
My act harkens back to a more innocent age where your Woody Allen or your Shecky Greene didn't have to shout profanities to get big laughs. They also didn't see fit to flaunt their Judaism in public and chose more humble and goyish names. They led by example which explains why my stage name is a variant on my first two given names; Robert and Jeffrey. Today a Mr. Jerry Seinfeld, a Sarah Silverman, a Hersch Goldenblatt (formerly Sinbad) etc. are more in your face about the whole Jew thing which I find rather distasteful.
The way I see it having a wasp name and a Jewish world view creates an incongruity that keeps an audience off balance and gives more control of the situation to the comedian. I had the Cesar's Palace crowd eating out of my hands by putting this theory into practice and my catchphrase; "I HATE myself!!!" is already showing up on T shirts. I'll be touring this summer...check out the act...buy the CD...let me know what you think.

Do I have a Future as a Stand-up Comedian? You be the Judge

Here is a link to my latest foray into the entertainment world. Based on the wealth of positive feedback I've recieved from my work on the Blob I've decided to try my hand at stand-up comedy. My act is a work in progress.... at press time little more than a series of indiscriminate noises, facial gestures, and onomatopoeiae but to my small but attentive audience ( young Kevin Mittleman) it seemed to do the trick. I was encouraged by the response but will be working hard over the next little while to flesh out the act. http://ca.video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=164300

Euphoniach - The Little Known yet Unimportant Jewish Holiday

Everyone has heard of the battle of Jericho, the one that Joshua fought. An army of Israelites led by Joshua laid siege to the great walled city under strict instructions from God which included the blasting of trumpets on the 7th and final day. As legend has it the walls crumbled and the city was sacked. Scholars have long contested the veracity of this account and believed that no number of trumpets could achieve the fabled effect.....scroll back 50 years to a dig in what used to be known as the land of Canaan where archaeologists unearthed remnants of a walled city and almost 100 crude, bronze age ancestors of todays's euphonium referred to in Hebrew as "Annoyim". Texts recovered at the site seem to indicate that only a minute amount of valve oil was available for all these instruments yet through the grace of God it proved to be sufficient! Acoustic physicists postulate that given the proper frequency and decibel level a clay wall of the type uncovered could have been structurally weakened.

Cue the Chief Rabbinate in Jerusalem......the miracle of the battle was quickly verified and sanctified and a new holiday, Euphoniach, was declared.

This week long celebration culminates on the 7th day (as did the actual siege) with a joyous and extroverted festival of music, wine, and dance. Only the most orthodox of Jews still take part in the controversial 7th day ceremony whereby the men are encouraged to proudly display their genitalia on the outside of their trousers as a symbol of the breaking down of walls, in this case the walls of propriety that strictly constrain the devout Jewish male during the other 364 days of the year.

Euphoniach begins each year at sundown on the 17th day of Tamuz ( early July in the Gregorian calendar). I celebrated my 1st Euphoniach in 5761 yet it seems like only yesterday. I won't say whether or not I participated in the 7th day ceremony but I do remember cursing God when I ran out of sunscreen..." hey asshole....would it have killed you to put a lttle more cream in the tube??!!"

There is much drinking of wine and, strangely, eating of mexican food (chief rabbi Moshe ben Eliazar had a thing for bean burritos) followed by traditional circle dances and in my family, Uncle Mervin's breakdance extravaganza....(he can't pop like he used to but he can sure lock!!).

Sadly the tradition of the euphonium serenade has gone by the wayside as the unfortunate combination of that particular instrument and too much wine often led to fisticuffs and in many families, legal action.

Here in Montreal the first warm rays of the sun are beating down and that can mean only one thing; Euphoniach is right around the corner!

What's In a Name?

The actor at left is none other than Ving Rhames (pictured in his remake of Kojak). While he's far from an A-list star he is becoming more of a known commodity. Most of us have heard of him by now and it occured to me the other day as for some unknown reason the sound Ving was rattling around in my head, that if Ving is acceptable then so is almost any other made up name out there.....all bets are off as far as standards of acceptability go!

Don't get me wrong, I'm no staunch traditionalist who wants a guy named Charlie or Stan serving me my steak and potatoes. Ving is a fine name but I think that it opens up a whole new world of choices where any and everything is possible.

We already have the hackneyed, attention getting ploy of some Hollywood types who name their kids Moon-unit, apple, and a myriad of other atrocities but I'm talking about every day names like Ving that should be seen as completely normal...... Pork, Melt, Harvest, Sizz, are examples of already known words or made up ones that when given a last name sound just fine. Go ahead, try it for yourself; Pork Munson (no relation to the Munson's Beveled Ham people), Melt Abramson, Harvest Miller, Sizz O'Reilly....see what I mean??!! These aren't crazy attention grabbers, just regular sounding names. You want something feminine...how about Chlorine? More ethnic...Spatula and Chlamydia. I could go on and on but you get the point. Thanks to Ving's parents we can now do as we please....go ahead Moms and Dads to be...get creative

OOPS....I Forgot My Own Anniversary

The Facts:The much heralded May 6th Blob anniversary date was little more than the result of a gross miscalculation compounded by carelessness and no small amount of hubris. The true date is actually May 21st and all celebrations will be put on hold till then.

The Excuse:To get more in touch with my religion I've been trying to live my life according to the Jewish calendar in lieu of attending synagogue, cutting bacon out of my diet, or keeping my hands off of shiksas. My only other option was painful and unnecesarry foreskin reconstruction (apparently they use skin from behind your own ear.......said one satisfied customer: "It may not look nicer but I swear I can hear things through my underpants!!") As you can imagine, living life outside of the Gregorian calendar mainstream is a difficult task seeing as I have enough trouble following even my regular agenda. A simple misreading of the exact Hebrew date and a faulty conversion later set things in motion and the date of May 6th was erroneously posted. I will henceforth return to using the Western calendar.

I apologize to those of you who were hurriedly putting the finishing touches on their notes of congratulations and/or gifts and assure you that MAY 21st is the official one year anniversary date.

One Year Later..Still Trying to Make the World a Better Place

As The Blob approaches it's first anniversary I can't help but glance back even as I look forward towards the year to come (may 6th to may 6th known as the Blobbal year). What has it all meant? All the ink spilled, the hours toiling alone raling against global injustice. Was I just howling into the wind like a lone wolf in the wilderness or in some small way did I make a difference? All the evidence points to meaningless howling but if it's good enough for a wolf it's good enough for me.


I've tackled the big issues with little regard for my own personal safety and after these many months can say that I may have made a rookie mistake by not aiming a little lower. As the great chef Brillat-Savarin once said "Yea, that most savourous loaf of bread is maedst of many small but delectiable crumbes." Allow me then to end the year fighting a small yet important battle, a minor skirmish amidst global conflagrations but a major annoyance nonetheless:


Towards a Rationalization of the Shoe Sizing System



The wayward fleet at right are known to those in the footwear industry as Brannock devices. We've all stuck our feet in them but few of us have any idea how they work and to what standards they adhere. I started asking a few basic questions and before long was led down a Byzantine path that is as convoluted and illogical as it is Byzantine, if not even slightly more Byzantine. I'll try to sort out this whole mess as briefly and simply as possible.

To begin with, several different sizing systems are used worldwide and in some regions different systems are used for different shoe types ( i.e men's ,women's, kid's, horse, sport, safety, cow, etc.)
Shoe size can be based on the length of the foot, the length of the inner cavity of the shoe, or the lenght of the form or last the shoe is created around. In Canada for instance the size is determined by the length of the last in inches multiplied by 3 and then minus a constant which will be different for men, women, and children and different again from country to country but sometimes just for men but not for women! Fascinating, eh?? (and stupid) There are even archaic terms such as the British barleycorn 1/3rd inch or the French Paris point or Paris prick (I kid you not) which is 2/3rds of a centimetre. There are international standards (mondo point), differing national standards and even more than one standard per country in rare cases.

Leave it to the Japanese though, their shoes are measured by centimetres and it's the same for men and women...period!! How simple is that? From here on in The Blob will refer to all shoe sizes using the Japanese Standard...I'm a size 29.5 for instance....and will gladly render this conversion service for any interested readers. As the influence of this site grows exponentially I believe that within few years N.America and Europe will go the Japanese route and the world will be the better for it.

Rounding out the Year

Women's Week is but a recent memory and now we can start the count down to The Blob's one year anniversary. The skeptics, cynics, sayers (both nay and doom), mockers, and doubting Thomases will have to eat humble pie with a nice side of crow as year two begins on may 6th. Notes of congratulations from around the globe should be arriving any day now and all my readers should stay tuned for some big changes and a flurry of festivities. Until then and in lieu of any inspired flights of whimsy I'll share some musical selections that are sure to bring a smile. Let's start with 5 trombones (count 'em!!), add a rhythm section led by an old Cuban named Manny Oquendo (the Count Basie of timbaleros), turn them lose on a Puerto Rican beat called a Plena and let's see what happens http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUHmwo1-X_o
Tax time (now) and the end of summer are when I have my two guaranteed bouts of seasonal depression. I'm managing to fend this one off thanks to a not insignificant return and by listening to this song over and over again. I love YouTube!!!!