Toward the end of my unhappy tenure with an unpleasant employer I got,
"Somebody Turned On The Light" by Arlo Guthrie stuck in my head.  Day
after day, each return trip from the coffee pot I seemed to have the
lines drilled into my skull, "Somebody said, ' who's life is this?',
and I said,' that it can't be mine'".  Maybe I'm nutz, or maybe songs
we sing mean something.

Just checked the lyrics...strange that the line, "Women, wine and fast
red cars," didn't get stuck.  Maybe it will now...but I doubt it.

-jc


On Thursday, February 27, 2003, at 08:59  PM, Mike Devonshire wrote:

> In a message dated 2/27/2003 9:28:41 PM Eastern Standard Time,
> [log in to unmask] writes:
>
>
> I was talking with one of my unusual friends today and he shared with
> me his regret at the loss of his hero, Mr. Rogers.
>
>
>
> Ken,
>
> Funny thing, I generally feel one of two things in the morning upon
> rising (that is following the elation that the Big Guy has simply
> allowed me to wake up). Each day I approach with either dread, or
> anticipation of good things. It's incredible, but on those good days,
> as I step down onto the sidewalk, I without fail find myself singing
> in my head, "It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood!"
>
> Twybil