There Couldn't Be a Better Tune for This
More than likely, my snoring woke me up.
The song must have been played 3 or 4 times before I noticed I had mail on my cell phone.
That's because, I do crazy stuff, like dancing around the room with my tripods.
Listen to that tune. If you just sit still, something's wrong with you.
Don't just sit there oozin' your life.
Out of respect for Louis Armstrong, you should dance with something.
A broomstick would work or, a petrified tree. Anything's better than nothing.
The Cell Phone Mail
It seems like about 8:15AM the wife called him, asking to check up on me.
See, she knows he has a key to my office. And, when I forget to come home, I might be there.
It took a few minutes to type answers to the wife and Map It Dude.
I let everyone know, I'm alive and well and caught my breath.
Then, went back and listened to Sachmo and danced a few dozen more times.
It cures hangovers, too !