I wish I could write a long, hilarious blog post full of delightful sentence fragments and sentences beginning with "and" and "but" (typical Madgespace). But I can't. Instead, I have an 'almost live' video for you, the diehards, to watch. It's about my drive home to Kenmore from Fremont. Enjoy!
A military marching band went by our flat today, and boy could those ol' geezers play! It made me think: Have I missed my calling? Was I never meant to be a digital marketer, but actually one of the great horn players of my generation? Cue spine chills.
Trombone, so I could look awesome and tone my arm fat.
Saxophone, so I could be mates with Kenny G and ask him to guest star on one of my tracks.
Bugle,so I could wake up summer campers and, that's it I suppose (is there any other purpose for a bugle?).
Sousaphone, so I could find out what that is.
Tuba, actually, I don't think I want to learn the tuba. Far too heavy.
Kenneth Bruce Gorelick. The man, the legend. Image via Wikimedia Commons
Boo hoo, the weekend's over. Tell me again why we've all decided that a five-day work week is OK? We've done this too ourselves! Oh well. Treat yourself to a pastry of some sort tomorrow morning and it will all be fine.