Let’s get to it!
Ok, first of all, I just walked into our office kitchen to make some coffee and accidentally started whistling that horrible(ly wonderful) Rod Stewart song “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy” – which is the stupidest name of a song next to “I've Been Flushed from the Bathroom of Your Heart” (look it up – it’s real).
Anyway, I didn’t even realize I was whistling it, which apparently happens a lot because CB will be like “No seriously, do you have any thoughts that aren’t on the outside?” and I’m like “Thoughts thoughts thoughts thoughts” at him and then he leaves the room.
But I digress. So I was whistling Rod Stewart when I turned around and saw our Executive Vice President standing there. Really impressed.
EVP: “Well someone is going to have a good weekend.”
This week’s book review is actually a throwback to the 1970s, just like my taste in music. But it’s way better than a Rod Stewart song, judging by the review, and so I’ve added it to my list of books to read THAT IS GROWING LONGER THAN THE LIFE I WILL LIKELY LIVE. But it’s on there –and I’m excited! So click here to check out the review for “Time and Again” by Jack Finney. And enjoy!
And now, the Video of the Week - and this one has a back story, you guys! It also involves one of my dreams, and so I advance apologize for you having to listen to me tell you about my dreams, because that’s the worst.
Last night I had all sorts of wedding dreams – like, the first one was when I ran into Scarlett Johansson trying to go incognito at Kleinfeld’s, and we tried on the same dresses and then talked all about our weddings. And she really liked my engagement ring and I borrowed her lip gloss. But then I sort of half-woke up, was like ‘Wow, Scarlett and I will definitely be awake friends,’ and then fell back to sleep.
Which is when Justin Timberlake entered the picture and wanted to know if he could write a song and be our wedding band. And I was like “Or the groom?” and he was like “That’s what I was hoping you would say.” (all of that happened but the last part). But he DID start telling me how much he liked my dress, and then started singing “Sexy Back” at me and I was like “I know, right? I look good!” and then I started to dance on some weird blue stage while JT sang at me from the audience, which is like a reverse Justin Timberlake concert.
And then I woke up and was like “I really shouldn’t have any sugar before bedtime anymore.”
So, without further ado, here’s a throwback to one of my fav’s. Also, I wanted to keep on-trend with the whole not-being-current-with-any-musical-reference thing I have going on today.
Happy Friday, everyone!