Saphiras_kin is home sick today.
I have Jacques Brel songs stuck in my head this morning. Well, okay, the translated versions from the musical, not the original French. Though for all the consecutive liyrics I remember off the top of my head, it may as well be the French versions.
Song: Jackie
And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum
Who sings for women of great virtue
I'd sing to them with a guitar
I borrowed from coffee bar
Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you
My name would be Antonio
And all my bridges I would burn
And if I gave them some they'd know
I expect something in return
I'd have to get drunk every night
To talk about virility
With some old grandmother who might
Be decked out like a Christmas tree
And tho' pink elephants I'd see
I'd sing the song they sang to me
About the time they called me Jackie
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute, cute, cute in a stupid-ass way
I played Sherlock a bit before Squishy came. This morning's average was around three minutes for the 6x6 puzzle. I love logic puzzles, I am slow at them, but I really like them. The kids prefer honeycomb hotel.
Here is a link to the site if you are interested.
http://www.kaser.com/