Monthly Archives: August 2018
Relax
Today will be another busy and long day. We have the opening reception tonight, so I won’t get home until after 6 pm. Tomorrow though will be a day to relax. The only exception to that may be watching McCain’s funeral, which won’t exactly be relaxing. However, the rest of the day will be spent watching college football. The season starts tomorrow, and I’m so excited.
Busy at Work
We have a new exhibit that opens tomorrow. We are all rushing to get everything completed and ready to go for the opening tomorrow night. It’s actually a rather small exhibit. It will only be up four months, but to me it’s a very interesting exhibit. We are looking at how our alumni went out and changed the fabric of America. We have some quite famous alumni, and they make for an interesting exhibit. I hope we have a good turnout for the opening. It may be a small exhibit, but it’s been a lot of work on everyone’s part.
Finished
Yesterday, I finally finished teaching my online course. I had signed up for one more term before I found out how demanding the people at this school are. I should have known when the class to be able to teach was such a pain in the ass that teaching for them would be likewise. The new term starts September 3, and I am not looking forward to it, but an obligation is an obligation.
Too Darn Hot
Too Darn Hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
I’d like to sup with my baby tonight
Refill the cup with my baby tonight
I’d like to sup with my baby tonight
Refill the cup with my baby tonight
But I ain’t up to my baby tonight
‘Cause it’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
I’d like to coo with my baby tonight
And pitch the woo with my baby tonight
I’d like to coo with my baby tonight
And pitch the woo with my baby tonight
But brother, you fight my baby tonight
‘Cause it’s too darn hot
According to the Kinsey Report, ev’ry average man you know
Much prefers his lovey-dovey to court
When the temperature is low
But when the thermometer goes ‘way up
And the weather is sizzling hot
Mister, pants for romance is not
‘Cause it’s too, too, too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too, too darn hot
I’d like to coo with my baby tonight
And pitch the woo with my baby tonight
I’d like to coo with my baby tonight
And pitch the woo with my baby tonight
But brother, you fight my baby tonight
‘Cause it’s too darn hot
According to the Kinsey Report, ev’ry average man you know
Much prefers his lovey-dovey to court
When the temperature is low
But when the thermometer goes ‘way up
And the weather is sizzling hot
Mr. Gob for his squab
A marine for his queen
A G.I. for his cutie-pie is not
‘Cause it’s too, too, too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
It’s too darn hot
Songwriter: Cole Porter
Stomachache
Yesterday, I had a pretty bad stomachache. No matter what I did, it wouldn’t go away. So I didn’t feel much like writing a post for today.
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