I have to go to work in a few, but I've been spending the last hour or so on YouTube.
I call Youtube 'CrackTube', because when you're watching one video, and you see a 'You Might Also Like' video on the sidebar, and you click that, and so on...
I came upon Warren Zevon's "Werewolves of London".
Brought up a funny (close to my heart) memory.
Chuck had his lung taken out on February 14, 2006, because of lung cancer (if you newbies want the whole story, refer to Love, Cancer and Good Friends..you oldbies already know what I'm talking about)
Since we'd be spending Valentine's Day at the hospital, Chuck surprised me the night before by taking me out for dinner.
The man was getting his lung removed the next day, and still took me out for dinner.
How could I not marry him?
Anyway, on the way back to the house after dinner, I could tell Chuck was starting to get pretty nervous. As was I.
We were listening to the radio...not sure what to talk about...what does one talk about when you're both worried about a major, life-threatening surgery? Cancer's one of the biggest elephants you could possibly fit into a room. Or a small car.
"Werewolves of London" came on.
When it got to the line, "You better stay away from him...he'll rip your lungs out, Jim!", we both looked at each other, eyes wide and started to laugh our asses off.
What an ice-breaker of a moment.
I'll never forget that.