Man, I’m sick. I’m sick and I’ve got to stand in that concrete dungeon and make things and have the floor suck the life right out of me through the soles of my feet. Someone’s sitting on my chest, and they’ve never heard of the salad bar, either. I need something.
I can’t take any medicine or I’ll cut my hand off and die, and that’s worse than being sick, after all. Nothing works anyway until the crocuses come.
I need Louis Jordan. I need someone serious as a heart attack about being silly.
There, that’s better.
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Somebody’s been adding more Louis Jordan to YouTube. Somebody’s all right in my book.
Hope you get back to all right soon.
I forgot you like Louis Jordan too. I have a Louis Jordan album hanging over my son’s bed.
I adore people who are very serious about not taking themselves seriously. It’s generally the guiding force behind all great entertainment. Louis Jordan is the king of it.
Which also explains why people who take themselves too seriously are deadly dull. Makes sense.
That’s great! Loved the ‘Hellsapoppin’ thing, too. I want to dance like that.