Thursday, September 27, 2012


And I say things like "Hey, mang," which isn't even a word, but it is. And friends mumble "thsorry" with a lisp a la Penelope, and we all know it. We all know it so much that people who don't know know it because of people who do.

"Call Me Maybe" gets stuck in my head at least once a day. If I were to sing half a line from the jam at basically anytime anywhere, the probability of someone finishing the tune is pretty stinkin' high. The Olympic swim team made a music video based on the song. Obama has commented on it. 

And, yet, the notes squished together in that particular syncopation didn't exist just one year ago.

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