Genesis
I thought that the title would be appropo since this is the first ever posting to the blog, affectionately known as Uncle Nico's Audition Tape. It's named of course, for Uncle Rico in Napoleon Dynamite and his constant effort to impress pro football scouts with his one-man throwing drills. And the Nico comes from my supervisor and friend's inability to say Rico.
But back to the title, I thought about it some more and decided that it might also work as a header for a discussion on one of the most underrated bands of our time. That's right ... Bachman Turner Overdrive.
It has been a difficult couple of weeks for me, topped off by the Powerade machine eating my $1.25 at the golf course this week. And don't try to get money for me using your name Powerade, because you owe me a buck and a quarter, so .... when you're ready, we'll talk.
It's hard not to dwell on your own problems, until you meet special people like a friend of mine who loses bowel control when he has to talk to girls. Most people use that as an exaggeration of how nervous they get. He actually has to do a sort of cheek squeeze and rigorous breathing exercise. What are my tribulations to this?
Finally, I would like to give credit for this and blogs across the world to the person it rightly belongs to.
Thank you, Doogie Howser. Even though Golden Girls came out on DVD before you, your impact will be felt long after the sexual romps of Blanche Devereau.
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It's not that I can't say Nico. I just get confused sometimes.
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