Sunday With My Muse. (Updated)
I regularly call upon my muse during my morning walks. Today was just about a perfect day for my walk. The skies were blue and the temperature was in the low fifties. The autumn leaves were showing their colors. I was out early enough to beat most of the church traffic. I figured that it would be a perfect day for my muse as well.
About a half mile in, I set my mind in neutral, which is the signal that awakens Ms. Muse. Three quarters of a mile in, and she was still silent. WTF??
Finally, she spoke. It would be more accurate to say she sang:
I’m Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She’s been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn’t have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I’m her eighth old man, I’m Henry
Henry the eighth I am
“What?? A beautiful autumn day and you sing a dumbass Herman’s Hermits song? You gotta be shittin’ me. You can do better than that.â€
I’m Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She’s been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn’t have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I’m her eighth old man, I’m Henry
Henry the eighth I am
And so it went.
Obviously, my muse is stuck on stupid.
UPDATE: My buddy Sluggo brings us up to date on Herman’s Hermits and the group’s former leader, Peter Noone. It’s a fun read.
Great now I am singing it….you bastard…
crap….
Comment by armywifetoddlermom — November 13, 2005 @ 10:43 am
Hmmph.
Mine hasn’t gotten as far as stupid yet.
Comment by aelfheld — November 13, 2005 @ 3:54 pm
enery the eight I yam I yam enery the eight I yam
Comment by moos — November 13, 2005 @ 5:26 pm
Walked 18 holes on this beautiful November day. . . “Not Fade Away” (Stones version) would not stop.
Gotta get my iTunes brain debugged!!
Comment by MCPO Airdale — November 13, 2005 @ 5:42 pm
AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!! I read your post an hour ago and now that $#&% song is stuck in my head! Thank you sooooo much, Jim!
Their coming to take me away,
ha, ha, ho, ho, hee, hee,
Their coming to takme away!
Comment by joated — November 13, 2005 @ 6:07 pm
You probably just need to “up” your medication. Either that or check out what they’re playing in Church (no doubt better than Herman’s Hermits).
Comment by Dan — November 13, 2005 @ 6:32 pm
Better that than “Loving You” by Minnie Riperton (sp?).
Your muse is a whole lot better than mine – I usually get stuck on one of: the Armour Hot Dog song, the Oscar Meyer Bologna song, or whistling “High Hopes”. Feh.
Comment by DMerriman — November 13, 2005 @ 7:14 pm
My muse made me blast “Dr. Feelgood” (Mötley Crüe) in the car today and I went a couple miles before I realized I’m like, middle-aged, and I look like an idiot and I should roll the windows up.
Comment by dogette — November 13, 2005 @ 8:21 pm
Could be worse. I’ll get something like “What A Wonderful World” going in my head…except Louis Armstrong isn’t singing it. Sidney Greenstreet is singing it.
Comment by Elisson — November 13, 2005 @ 9:21 pm
Great – I finally get the last earworm out of my head and now…this. I’m tellin’ you Jim, if this song shows up in my dreams tonite I’m so gettin’ you for this!!!!!
😉
Comment by Tammi — November 14, 2005 @ 12:27 am
Second verse, same as the first.
Comment by Jack Bog — November 14, 2005 @ 7:19 am
As a child, my father took us to see Herman’s Hermits, either at Asbury Park or Atlantic City (I can’t remember). The opening act was Jimi Hendrix. Talk about a strange brew…
Second verse, a little bit worse.
Comment by cousin gary — November 14, 2005 @ 7:30 am
Cousin Gary –
Not as bad as seeing Paul Reverve and the Raiders and the Soul Survivors at the Steel Pier!!!
Comment by MCPO Airdale — November 14, 2005 @ 10:52 am
LOL! This is great.
BTW,low fifties. *shiver* Sounds like snow… 😉
Comment by Bou — November 14, 2005 @ 9:33 pm