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Damn, I'm old. I've never heard of most of the bands listed above. Most times for me is Dan Hick and the Hot Licks - probably 8-10 times - although once was with the Acoustic Warriors , followed by Edgar Winter 3 times since the late '70s, and Little Charlie/Rick Estrin and the Nightcats also 3 times.

I have a cure for the earworm, at least it works for me. When it happens, usually middle of the night in the throes of a hangover, I tunelessly recite (in my head) the full lyrics to Dan Hicks and the Hot Licks' "Reelin' Down". 1) It's a very little known song, so no way I'm going to randomly hear the song any time

I've had the food at Safeco Field and it's really pretty bad. I'd love to try the Club level offerings as they sound more than palatable, but the rest of us get overcooked hard-as-hockey puck burgers, hot dogs/sausages in oversized buns, even the fish sandwich is two miniscule pieces of fish in a huge bun covered in

I always laughed that Al's in-laws were Wanker's.

2-so good! first experienced in Detroit's Greektown late '70s
3-I wrote to Cracker Jack in the early 70's to complain when they stopped putting a joke on the prize wrapper
4-Not so obligatory…I was a tourist but didn't have any pizza
5-Strangely, not so easy to find when I visited - finally found a bar that served a

I served on a jury (assault on a police officer) where the defendant was black, and only one member of the jury was black. He was practically holding his breath as we went around the table voicing our initial thoughts in the jury room and how visibly relieved he was to hear that most of the jury believed it was an

Mine too! (in the early 1940's)

My first music purchase was the 45 of You're Sixteen by Ringo Starr. Christ, I'm old…

Thank you! I've hated that song since the first time I heard it. Love the comedy routine that incorporates it though.

I totally get Frida Kahlo from that photo.

I totally get Frida Kahlo from that photo.

Me too!  I was both enthralled and terrified.  My parents thought I was so religious because I painted a cross over my bed and asked for a crucifix necklace for my birthday.  All I wanted to do was repel vampires.

Back in the late 70s I repurposed the words and used to sing it to my cat:
I don't want to do your dirty work, oh yeah,
I don't want to clean your litterbox no more…

Now that's a prize I could get behind!