tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897529.post114744064501370061..comments2024-03-28T05:28:30.818-04:00Comments on A Dark Planet: My wife insists I'm a freak.David Terrenoirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09482864941636273068noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897529.post-1147506900368142272006-05-13T03:55:00.000-04:002006-05-13T03:55:00.000-04:00You are not alone. Sometimes I wake up with Alan S...You are not alone. Sometimes I wake up with Alan Sherman running through my head. How's that for messed up?Mindy Tarquinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02970872751327021013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897529.post-1147487480458423102006-05-12T22:31:00.000-04:002006-05-12T22:31:00.000-04:00This issue of yours used to confound me, but I've ...This issue of yours used to confound me, but I've actually been experiencing this a bit lately.<BR/><BR/>But it's not always a song. Sometimes I'll have a whole movie scene - dialogue, music, costumes - stuck like a loop in my frontal lobe.<BR/><BR/>Of course, I blame you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897529.post-1147453430032303982006-05-12T13:03:00.000-04:002006-05-12T13:03:00.000-04:00Like the man say...Freak out.....ce chicLike the man say...<BR/>Freak out.....<BR/>ce chicAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897529.post-1147451858807920332006-05-12T12:37:00.000-04:002006-05-12T12:37:00.000-04:00You are freak.But not because of this.You are freak.<BR/><BR/>But not because of this.James Lincoln Warrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09666160495434980653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897529.post-1147443341431466182006-05-12T10:15:00.000-04:002006-05-12T10:15:00.000-04:00You bastard.I was getting better. Really. But no...You bastard.<BR/><BR/>I was getting better. Really. But now you've reminded me that I do the same thing. Eight years of theater tech will do that to a man. I still have nightmares where Surrey With The Fringe On Top figures prominently, Oklahoma burned into my soul.<BR/><BR/>But now you've gone and reminded me of the time I couldn't get Queen's Fat Bottomed Girls out of my head. Or Abba's Dancing Queen. Or the Flintstones theme song.<BR/><BR/>Now they're all there. Hammering on the inside of my head. Fat bottomed dancing queens having a yabba-dabba-doo time, a dabba-doo time, a gay old time.<BR/><BR/>I've killed for less.Stephen Blackmoorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01241134280141088631noreply@blogger.com