there is a game we play...
we, meaning lorie and I and my sisters, and sometimes eric...
oh... and maybe a couple of other people...
it is not so much a game that we announce that we are playing, nor do we realize that we play it most of the time, but it is a game nonetheless...
the game consists of one person quietly humming or singing a song, maybe with words, maybe without while other people are around...
the game is won when you get someone else in the room to start singing the song out loud...
kind of a pseudo-subliminal prompting...
you know you lost when you starting singing the song and the other person says... "Haha, gotcha!" or something similar...
you lose big time when you start belting it out...
it is quite fun, but you feel silly because you just got taken, and you cannot exact payback right away, because there are no tag backs...
not because it is not allowed, but because once someone gets you, then they will be aware, and not be susceptible...
at least not for a few minutes...
... ... ...
for some unknown reason or another, I have Gloria Estefan's "Come on shake your body baby, do the Conga" on repeat in my head (and it is just that line). It is stuck and it is quite annoying, yet, I feel like actually doing the conga... :-P
even though I have no clue as to how.
it is just so damn catchy...
I know I cannot control myself any longer...
[as he shimmies and shakes]
and yes.
I am at work.
I can see that...
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
happy to be stuck with you...
posted @ 15:38 by ryan in [ And the bulb is lit... ]
