Last night's events
After last night's events several things have become clear:
And, here's a list of songs that appear when you search for "karaoke neil diamond" in emule (title, availability):
So, the only hope for Cracklin' Rose is the one link I found last night and a Neil Diamond karaoke tribute compilation I found.
- My neighbors hate me and/or are jealous of our youth and singing abilities
- The LAPD is at least somewhat amused by noise complaints about 7 or 8 lame-o's doing karaoke at 2:00 AM, probably about 4 blocks away from where gang members are shooting each other
- I have Sue's camera
- I also have someone's windbreaker
- We probably need to find a way to do karaoke at someone else's house for at least a while
- Sometimes I make bad decisions or forego making good decisions
- Raspberry Mojitos and Apple daiquiris don't help, but are worth it anyway
- Cort also has a friend named "Gutman"
And, here's a list of songs that appear when you search for "karaoke neil diamond" in emule (title, availability):
- (Coming to America, 30)
- (September Morn, 24)
- (You Don't Bring Me Flowers, 11)
- (Song Sung Blue, 5)
- (Love On The Rocks, 2)
- (Sweet Caroline, 2)
- (Forever In Blue Jeans, 1)
- (Longfellow Serenade, 1)
- (Hello Again, 1)
- (Play Me, 1)
- (Girl You'll Be A Woman Soon, 1)
- (Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show, 1)
- (I'm a Believer, 1)
So, the only hope for Cracklin' Rose is the one link I found last night and a Neil Diamond karaoke tribute compilation I found.
posted by Joneseee at 2:59 PM
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The California Organization of Police and Sheriffs (C.O.P.S.) just called my house a few minutes ago. As it turns out, they just wanted a donation for their mentoring program for at-risk youth. Feeling guilty about last night, I almost immediately offered to make a donation. The woman on the phone was like, "Thank you so much! You've been such a godsend! I've only talked to grumpy people all day." Clearly, this is because she's been calling people on my block and none of them got enough sleep last night. I thought about telling her this, but then the thought occurred to me that she could just be a brilliant neighbor posing as a volunteer for C.O.P.S. to steal my credit card number, knowing I'd be an easy target this morning. Then I realized that other people besides just my neighbors might be pulling a more broad scam, not just targeted at me. I made the donation anyway, though. And honestly, I don't feel quite as guilty now. Maybe like 96%. It'll probably go down to like 94% once I get my "Friend of C.O.P.S." sticker in the mail.
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