This post is several years old. I still feel the same way.
You can say whatever you want to about Kanye West, but if he winds up penniless and insane, he is more than welcome to sleep on my futon if for no other reason than that he made this song. I love this song mostly because I love my Mama. I’ve often thought about singing this song to Mama in pretty much the same way Kanye sings it in the video. If you think he looked like a jackass at the MTV Music Video awards as he was interrupting Taylor Swift, you can only imagine what a jackass I would look like — pale, 37 year old — singing this song to my Mama. Not something that would be fit for the YouTubes.
Also not something that is going to happen. Can’t happen because Mama has been gone now for three years. That sucks. Today would have been her 70th birthday, and I want to be able to celebrate it with her. Our birthdays are very close on the calendar, so that made her birthday seem special to me for some reason. I miss sharing this week with her. So I don’t give a damn what you think about Kanye West. As far as I am concerned, he made the best Mama song EVER.
It’s time for Sanuk D to take a little trip y’all. I’ve been here for more than three years, and frankly I think my work is done. It’s done for now, for sure. I appreciate you. You read something here when you should have been doing something else. Probably anything else. It’s possible that I’ll be back, but I’m not sure. In the meantime, you could probably find something to read here.
Tallulah’s former babysitter was on “Wheel of Fortune” tonight. She did awesome. (Awesomely?) Ok, she did awesomely. $50k before taxes. That’s probably like $30k after, but that’s all right. I could deal with $30k. Probably get a new stereo for the bucket, something like that.
It reminded me of the time that David Sandborn, Lee Greenwood, and Tone-Loc were contestants on a celebrity edition of Wheel. It’s true! I think Lee Greenwood may have actually been wearing a shirt made from an American Flag. That footage is not available on YouTube, but I will pay you $30k, tax free, if you post it. Or Tallulah’s babysitter will. Maybe.
Yes, indeed you do need to get out of the house every now and again. One does. Sorry, I did not mean to imply you personally had to get out of the house. Maybe you have a plenty big house such that you can go hang out in one part all day and then when you come back to the kitchen or the bedroom or whatever, you are fine with still being in the house. Or maybe you work two or more jobs and you are never home so being in the house is a treat and you don’t necessarily want, much less need, to get out. But we needed to get out.
Tallulah has been off school for a few days, and it’s been a bit rainy around the Valley. Now, I could sit in the easy chair and watch episodes of The West Wing on Netflix all week long, but that’s not a great use of the sweatpants (or it’s a great use of the sweatpants but not what I intended them for.) The plan had been to walk about down to the Tbombs since it has been well over a year since we have been there. They keep getting sick, which gets in the way of our hanging out.
Our planning a visit has, of course, caused them to get sick. (Not really. That’s, as Jed Bartlett would point out, “post hoc propter ergo hoc.”) In any case, we needed to walk before the Tbombs were ready to run, so we ha e detoured to Charlotte for the day. Charlotte is the city with the worst hashtag on Twitter. It’s also got a cool children’s museum, an IKEA, and a South Indian restaurant. Not to mention that this hotel has a hot tub, which begs the question, “What am I doing talking to you?”