Haunted

I don’t really have anything to write about this morning. I just finished my first week on my new job. A centipede attacked me at my desk on Friday morning.


What else? I just checked and Donna Summer is still dead. Not that I am advocating a zombie Donna Summer rising up from the grave and eating the brains of human beings, I guess, but I am having supernatural Donna Summer experiences. I am being haunted by Donna Summer on You Tube.


Check out A Song for You.  


And check out A Man Like You. Yes, I know she is wearing and ostrich here, but you need to move past that and just listen to her voice.


Then I found this freakish and amazing version of her signing Don’t Cry for Me Argentina. You have to fast forward to one minute twenty one seconds before she comes on. Trust me, you really must fast forward to 1:21. My brain is unable to process this performance. Did I die and go to some messed up version of gay heaven?


OK. That is all. I am going to clean the house, do laundry, and go to the gym.





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