We struggle through life constantly trying to find each other with plaintive cries of Marco and Polo. We convene for pots of tea and discussions about everything and nothing. Somehow goats found their way into our repartee. There promises to be no logic to our content, just bits and pieces that we find on our travels.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

You'll Never See a Dark Cloud Hanging Round Me

When it is cold outside and you're surrounded by a teetering pile of highlighted journal articles, strewn about books and three day old coffee cups there is nothing left to do except turn to cheesy cheesy music and dance around the house like a maniac. To that end here are some of my favourite dirty secret music loves.

Dancing around in the morning, coffee cup in hand

Rainy day song.

Ignore the christianity and just dance like a fool

Anywhere, anytime of the day, always.
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