I really enjoy making comments in other people's blogs, and I take pride in the comments I make. I think I spend more time writing and re-writing my comments than I do on the posts I make in here. In here I just start typing and whatever happens, happens. Like now, nothing is happening and I am just sitting here staring at my monitor, well, I'm typing now, but just before I was typing I was sitting and staring.
Man, I love this song.

Who Do You Love, by Bo Diddely

I walk 47 miles of barbed wire,
I use a cobra-snake for a necktie,
I got a brand new house on the roadside,
Made from rattlesnake hide,
I got a brand new chimney made on top,
Made out of a human skull,
Now come on take a walk with me, Arlene,
And tell me, who do you love?

Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?

Tombstone hand and a graveyard mine,
Just 22 and I don't mind dying.

Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?

I rode around the town, use a rattlesnake whip,
Take it easy Arlene, don't give me no lip,

Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?

Night was dark, but the sky was blue,
Down the alley, the ice-wagon flew,
Heard a bump, and somebody screamed,
You should have heard just what I seen.

Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?

Arlene took me by my hand,
And she said ooowee Bo, you know I understand.

Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?

Yeah, Arlene, listen to Bo, and knock off the lip. geeeeeez.