Thursday, September 27, 2012

Method of Modern Love.

Walking down the street, plugged into my iPod, Hall & Oates:

Me: [singing, and none too quietly ♩♪ ♪♫  M-E-T-H-O . . .
Guy, working in his yard, deadheading dandelions. Looks up.

Me: [                   ] [walking on, looking neither right nor left]

Guy, looks back down at his dandelions. Keeps snapping off their nimbusy heads.

Me: [fifteen, twenty yards away, not looking back] . . . -O-F-L-O-V-E, 
It's a method of modern love.  ♩♪ ♪♫

--because singing blue-eyed soul in the streets is the Constitutional right of every American.


  1. Guy: She probly has cats. Lots of cats.

  2. What's wrong with having lots of cats, ragdagast? ;)

  3. I love love love this. If my tunes are especially good while I am running I have to do some fancy hand moves. What people must think I don't know!



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