My son noticed my new poster in my office yesterday.
I came around the corner and he was staring at it.
When he saw me, he asked, "What the hell is this?"
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I went over to it and said, while pointing at the related elements, "It was a gift to me. It's obviously Strawberry Shortcake wielding a sword over the slain body of a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, while riding My Lil Pony."
"Oh...okay then, normal for you things."
Stop Dragging My Heart Around is one of my favorite songs (best misheard lyrics: "I know you really wanna beer run, girl"...yes, yes, I do).
Anyway, the day that Ozzy passed, I told one of the few people that I really talk to at work (as me), that it was affecting me more than I expected. That I kept tearing up because younger me (think about that girl in plaid...if you know, you know) had emotional connections to certain songs.
This then laddered to Stevie Nicks.
I think if she passes, it will hit me hard.
I said as much.
His response to me was perfect,
"Stevie will live forever."
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So you've had a little trouble in town.😈
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