The word o’ the day made me spew my coffee…hey, if the shoe fits the spiritualist may get in touch. And at last, Mike, you’ve quoted a song that I love.
It’s the angle, or perhaps the return, of the sun that lights up dust that’s been accumulating over the winter. And for those of us who choose to do spring cleaning, a little humor helps the work get done.
The curse skipped a generation here…my granddaughter is like me. And NOW I can see the ups and downs of eating too much sugar! Of course, back in the 50’s, I was given sweets to stop fighting or crying.
I’d never heard this song by Springsteen. I’m still curious as to why the song starts with the reference to a gangster, so watched the video a few times. The photos captured Atlantic City in 1982. A slice of history recorded in a song.
I didn’t know who “the chicken man in Philadelphia” was so had to google it. Originally, he was a gangster who was head of a mafia family until he was blown up with a nail bomb. More recently, the “chicken man” was a young guy in Philadelphia who ate 40 rotisserie chickens in 40 days.
Good morning y’all