The other day I was in my "muscle gym" out in the garage. I look to see what song is playing on my XM radio: is it the Cure?, Erasure?--I can't place it. Squinting because I'm old, I see that it is a band I've never heard before--shocking! Smile. The band is called Haysi Fantazee. Well, you should know that I call Hays, Haysi Maysi--and now, Haysi Maysi Fantazee.I think it fits her. It is fast becoming a hobby of mine to find all these references to my Hays. I've run into at least 8 other Hays-es. Most of them boys. And to think, I wanted to name her Camille. Well, she is no Camille--she is most definitely Haysi Maysi Fantazee.
Poor Madden, only aging sportscasters for her, no neat 80's new wave bands.
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Yay! I'm so glad you're still blogging. Yes, I'm Lindsey Hancock's friend in FL, and yes, I still read your blog every chance I get. It's great - insightful and fun and sweet and silly. Keep writing!
You should get the Shazam application for iphone (but umm, first you have to get an iphone)--Sam and I are obsessed with it. Every time you are at the movies, watching tv, listening to the radio, whatever, and a song comes on, you let shazam listen to a few seconds of the song and it tells you what the song is and who sings it! Its like magic! I feel like a spy with secret spy equipment every time I use it.
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