Note that we're not using the usual, customary, and reasonable term... Happy Hour... to describe our afternoon beer drinkin' and/or cocktails. Our attitude really IS in need of adjustment as our day began badly and kinda slid all the way to the bottom of the hill before it began to get better.
We woke up with a dry-air nosebleed and not just a minor case of spotting, either. I was beginning to think we were gonna be in need of a transfusion before the flow was stanched, at the risk of dipping into the TMI bucket. We're also waiting semi-anxiously for the results of some medical tests to come in, said condition entirely unrelated to nosebleeds, but is bothersome and aggravating none the less. Finally... as if all the foregoing isn't enough... I've developed one of my recurring minor gum infections.
All of which (hopefully) are nits. Yet I'm reminded that "when it starts to fall apart it REALLY falls apart!"
That would be the Tragically Hip, who shall feature prominently in Today's Happy Hour Soundtrack. I searched ALL over for the studio version of this tune with no results. It's a rare live video on The Tube o' You that's actually worth a shit and this is no exception to the rule. But the flavor is there... specifically these bits:
See when it starts to fall apartWe're on about health issues here, the Hip are on about something entirely different but no less true. I've sung this song in THAT context, too. But not lately.
It really falls apart
Like boots or hearts, Oh when they start
They really fall apart
Update, 1615 hrs: Well, we're back indoors after a very satisfying AAH. Well, sorta. Pandora's Tragically Hip station features entirely too many songs from the end game of Former Happy Days. Like this:
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We have this bit in mind, of course:
I was thinking if you were lonelyWell, so much for that sentiment. There might have been some folks who "wouldn't know," but that shit all came out in the wash now, dint it?
Maybe we could leave here and no one would know
At least not to the point that we would think so
I'll prolly not go back to that particular Pandora station ever again... coz there was much more Tragic than Hip in the play-list... and we'll opt for our own music collection in future. Even after many, many years there are just some tunes I don't want to ever hear again. And this was just one; there were more... many more.
Still and even, this unfortunate turn of events wasn't enough to poison our Attitude Adjustment Hour. We ARE adjusted and all is (mostly) right with the world. Franklin was correct.