A Glimpse Into Domestic Life With Me
The other day the ladyfriend and I were watching an episode of The Family Guy, and the first ten minutes of the show consisted of Peter, the father character, singing Surfin’ Bird by The Trashmen. Below is a short clip from that episode - if I could have found a good quality version of the entire sequence, I would have.
Why is this pertinent? Well, when viewing this episode I immediately realized that it was a mirror of what it’s like living with me. You see, on days that I feel I have the music in me, my ladyfriend is subjected to pretty much the exact same behaviour from me. In fact not long ago I was singing Papa Oom Mow Mow to her, which earned me confused looks at first followed by a look that said something along the lines of “I’m going to hurt you if you keep singing that song.” And that look may have stopped me that time, but I get the music in me at least once or twice a week. I am a tone deaf human jukebox.
