I have what I imagine is an annoying habit. Someone says something, and it often leads me to a song. Those references to music in my blogs are not an affectation, or looked up to be hip, it’s just THERE in my head.
The habit used to drive my dear late mother crazy when I was growing up, and I knew far fewer songs then. The Wife tolerates it, but The Daughter hated it. Or used to, until she started doing it herself.
The turning point involved a Subway commercial.
Periodically, the sandwich restaurant offers all their twelve inch sandwiches for five bucks each. Or as the maddeningly catchy repeated four bars go:
FIVE DOLLAR FOOTLONGS
It’s the minor key ending that’s the clincher.
The ad, in some variation has been around since 2008. WATCH THIS ONE, or several like it.
Not only do we sing it together, in harmony, no less, she’s now taken to coming up with new lyrics, such as:
SCHOOL IS SO HARD.
So I bug my daughter less than I used to. Is this, or is this not, a good thing?
A Motown medley my daughter and her classmates will be singing this month.
Took the Daughter to the New York State Museum a couple weekends ago. Actually, it was on a Saturday, since the museum was closed at the time on Sunday, for budgetary reasons, despite the fact that it was the second most popular visiting day. (Happy day: starting September 16, the museum will be open on Sunday, and closed on Monday, the least used day.)
The Daughter and I, in addition to seeing the exhibits, got to ride on the carousel. She rode about four times; I was satisfied with one trek.
We stopped at the Discovery Place for kids. The displays noted that the world was hundreds of millions of years old. Continue reading The imaginary subway ride →
I don’t want to say that everyone we saw in Canada was nicer than the folks in the United States. A couple of the folks at the first hotel were, let’s say, indifferent. And the very first person we dealt with on the subway was clearly frustrated that we didn’t understand her incomprehensible instructions.
By and large, however, I found it a joy to be in Canada, especially Toronto. Other subway workers in the big city were quite helpful, and even complete strangers initiated contact to assist us when we looked confused.
Once we got the hang of it, we found the Toronto subway to be quite usable. Reasonably clean, mostly on time Continue reading Getting Around and Getting Along in Canada →