Listening to the La Bouche song, which I wouldn’t have heard for more than 20 years, and I realise that I instinctively know every single word of the rap verse.
Why is it that my brain chooses to retain that useless information, meanwhile sometimes I can’t remember my children’s birthdays?
So, finished listening to all the songs. One didn’t get to the one minute mark before I stopped it, the rest all got either full plays or at least three minutes. Four clear standouts as far as I’m concerned. Very glad I am not voting on this lot.
I have just returned home from an amazing dinner of wagyu and other assorted meats at our local yakiniku joint. My wife skulled 5 pints of beer, while I slowly sipped my depressing iced oolong tea.
Sounds like a yummy dinner. We had smoked trout and some sort of chick pea, lentil rice concoction, not much cooking going on here, I have stripped the kitchen; doing plumbing and plastering in preparation for new cabinets in a few weeks. 5 pints? Sounds like she was drinking for two.