If you live in the United States of America, today is National Fun At Work Day.
I don't think my boss got that memo.
It's also, in case you were wondering, National Handwriting Analysis Week, National Nurse-Anesthetist Week and, rather bizarrely, National Thank A Plug-In Developer Day. Uh. Right. That's at the top of my list.
I have a great love of strangely-rhymed lyrics. (Yes, this is totally apropos of nothing in the previous paragraph. Apparently it's also National Non Sequitur Week. Fine. I made that up. But it should be, don't you think? I like peanut-butter sandwiches.)
This is one of my all-time favorite lyrical rhymes, from the inimitable Rickie Lee Jones:
"Downstairs at Danny's All-Star joint
They got a juke box that goes doyt-doyt..."
"Doyt-doyt"? Totally, sister. I hear ya.
Ok, so that is a classic. But then, there's this:
"Hey Judy, get Trudy
You said to call you up
If I was feeling moody.
Hey little Donna
I still want to.
You said to ring you up
When I was in Toronto."
Seriously. Anyone who can rhyme "Donna" and "want to" and "Toronto"... that's just genius. Also, y'know, Canadian… but still—genius.
Thank you, Plug-In Developer!
Next week is National Catholic School Week, National Meat Week and National Intimate Apparel Week. Really? Why didn't they just go with "National Fetish Week" and get it over with? Yuck.