When I do work, I have to listen to music or I’ll go insane. Beings as how I am already 7 kinds of crazy, I have to, have to listen to music. If not, I won’t get any work done.

So I started listening to easy-listening music but after awhile my brain needs a dance party, so I turn to good ole’ youtube.com as a means of obtaining music (for free) that I normally would have to pay for (with cash) in a legitimate and legal manner. I would steal the music but every time I try to, I can’t stop thinking about the commercial on TV that has crept into my head and scolded my brain into submission. In the commercial, it says, “You wouldn’t steal a hand bag! You wouldn’t steal a car! You wouldn’t steal a _______________ (insert something precious/expensive here)! So why would you steal music/movies?” They have a point, whoever they are, and so I stick to youtube.com most of the time. When I look up videos on youtube.com, I often come across horrible videos of stupid people ruining perfectly good musical videos with their sorry dancing skills and even sorrier senses of humor. But every now and again, I will actually find the original music video. Such is the case with Baby Bash’s “Cyclone” and Florida’s “Low.” I like these two songs even though, in terms of poetry they are D + work at best. They’re good background music whilst I study for Lit Crit, Spanish, History and Chemistry (aren’t my teachers cruel? 4 tests and a paper all before WEDNESDAY!)

Something about picturing a woman moving her body like a cyclone makes the mind wander/wonder. I first heard this song in the south, which is fitting because if any woman knows how to move her body like a cyclone it’s down there where cyclones, hurricanes and other forms of disgusting weather are commonplace. Ask any girl here to move her body like a cyclone and she’d be flopping like a fish. I also find it crazy that Flo-rida’s name is spelled Florida like the state. I first heard this song in my Romantic Age English class when Dr. Snyder began singing it at random intervals.

These two songs are currently vying for my favorite song EVA. I usually like songs with meaning/awesome lyrics, but some days, as the Dixie Chicks point out, you gotta dance and these are two songs are quite possibly the best dance songs ever created, beating even Black Eyed Peas’ “My Humps” and Gwen Stefani’s “Hollaback Girl.”

I will close this entry with a two points of interest….

1) Did you know Father Rene is a Dixie Chicks fan? Whudda thunk it?

2) The pints of ice cream in the Shack are sold for $3.50 even though the container says they’re supposed be $1.99? Outrage!