Un-hunh! And that's all this blog is going to say about that. Oddly enough, this morning the Not-So-Good Doc isn't listening to Brother Ray, but to Dire Straits' Money for Nothing. Particularly resonant this morning:
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl
But I got one for you,
My Portobello Belle....
There's always a long-gone Irish girl....
ADDENDUM: It seems some people really do need-- pardon the Doc's language-- to grow the muthafuck up. Sheesh. The culture of entitlement-- it's such a wonderful thing.
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