9-8-05

Had over 900 hits on Heavener Online yesterday.

That more than doubled the previous total. It was rather wild. RJP is going to help with a new banner on the top of every page that looks better than the current one.

This morning was the first time it has been a little cool in the morning since May. I'm listening to some country music over the radio.

I like all kinds of music, including some country. Just can't take the whiney ones where there wife has left them, the dog got hit by a train and the government didn't send the welfare check kind of songs.

The song I dislike more than any other is Louisiana Saturday Night. Whoever wrote that had to be whacked out. Just imagine actually sitting around writing the following lyrics:

Cho: Hey you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow
Kick off your shoes and throw 'em on the floor
Dance in the kitchen 'til the morning light,
Louisiana Saturday night!

Waiting in the front yard sitting on a log,
Single shot rifle and a one eyed dog.
Yonder come the kinfolk, in the moonlight
Louisiana Saturday night!

My brother Bill and my other brother Jack,
Belly full o' beer and a possum in a sack.
Fifteen kids in the front porch light,
Louisana Saturday night!

Kinfolk leave and the kids get fed,
Me an' my woman gonna sneak off to bed.
We'll have a little fun when we turn off the light,
Louisiana Saturday night!

Got a possum in the sack! All right! That is just classic.

Whoever wrote that is probably rich. I don't know how anybody could sing that without tossing their cookies. Yonder come the kinfolk, in the moonlight!

No wonder some other countries no longer respect the United States. This song was actually played over the radio and was popular with some people.

Ugh.

Can you imagine somebody like Pavarotti singing this?

I can't.

That would be worse than being forced to watch a marathon of The Lawrence Welk Show.