I can’t sleep tonight because ...
I FEEL LIKE CRAP. As of 4:25 a.m. my current complaints include a low-grade fever, my head is pounding, really lousy joint pain in my hands, knees, elbows and shoulders plus “electric shocks” in both feet due to diabetic peripheral neuropathy. I tried to stay in bed as long as possible but eventually you just have to accept the fact that IT EVEN HURTS TO LIE DOWN.
THERE’S A SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD. It’s “The Limpy Dimp” (I wouldn’t joke about this) from 1938’s Hold That Co-Ed starring George Murphy, John Barrymore with hilarious hair, Joan Davis and Jack Haley.
“The Limpy Dimp” is possibly the most politically-incorrect musical number I’ve ever seen. It’s a parade of college students marching to the state capital to ask the governor for dough to finance their football team — led by twinkletoes George Murphy, who you’re supposed to believe is a FOOTBALL COACH — all singing and dancing like they’re HANDICAPPED. Here’s a video in case you don’t believe me.
THERE’S A SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD. It’s “The Limpy Dimp” (I wouldn’t joke about this) from 1938’s Hold That Co-Ed starring George Murphy, John Barrymore with hilarious hair, Joan Davis and Jack Haley.
“The Limpy Dimp” is possibly the most politically-incorrect musical number I’ve ever seen. It’s a parade of college students marching to the state capital to ask the governor for dough to finance their football team — led by twinkletoes George Murphy, who you’re supposed to believe is a FOOTBALL COACH — all singing and dancing like they’re HANDICAPPED. Here’s a video in case you don’t believe me.
I NEED MORE CREAM OF MUSHROOM SOUP. I’m so terrified of running out that I had to add a 12-pack of family-size cans to my July Subscribe & Save order from Amazon. Personally, I think Amazon offers a fine value for this product. Only $25.27 for a dozen 26-oz. cans of TASTY WHITE WALLPAPER PASTE with MICROSCOPIC FLECKS OF FUNGUS!
SAM IS CONVERSING IN HIS SLEEP. For the last three hours there’s been a lot of animated talk going on in the bedroom that doesn’t involve yours truly, and it’s very distracting when there’s no way to turn down the volume. (Plus I can’t figure out what he’s saying.) I considered waking him up but there’s no point. Why should both of us sit around like zombies in the middle of the night?
SAM IS CONVERSING IN HIS SLEEP. For the last three hours there’s been a lot of animated talk going on in the bedroom that doesn’t involve yours truly, and it’s very distracting when there’s no way to turn down the volume. (Plus I can’t figure out what he’s saying.) I considered waking him up but there’s no point. Why should both of us sit around like zombies in the middle of the night?
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