When I was a kid, I remember this song on the radio. I thought it was stupid back then. I heard it today and laughed my head off. I can’t even imagine anyone writing these lyrics (1967-1968), but they did and it actually got airplay. So here they are for your amusement. The best parts…

So I says to my wife with the wooden leg… “Peg, how’s it going?” “Not too well,” she says… “I can’t kick.”

ooooooo… it is 2:25am and it is thundering… i love storms at night!!!

So I was sitting here thinking of what to write. I am reading through all the different blogs of my friends. Gosh, it seems to me that everyone is under attack by a spirit of … something ��depression, confusion… Everyone seems to sound so hopeless � mainly about relationships. It is difficult to read all…