I’m the kind of guy….

who thinks the only time anyone should break into song in front of others is if you’re lifting the spirits of your bickering rock band a la Almost Famous.

I’m the kind of guy who thinks that raising children, taking care of the home, and being involved in everyone’s extracurricular activites shared duty of husband and wife.

I’m the kind of  guy who uses his last $10 to buy a used CD, a pack of #2 pencils, and a notebook.

I’m the kind of guy who thinks the world is falling down on him if he forgets to kiss his wife goodbye in the morning.

I’m the kind of guy who can remember every lyric of an album made 40 years ago, like T. Rex’s Electric Warrior, bit I can’t recall my kids’ names or what I had for lunch.

I’m the kind of guy who starts writing three difefrent types of blog posts, then sees his music freak buddy Dawn drop this one: http://tinyurl.com/cm4odnl and had to jump to something else. ADD much?

I’m the type of guy who’d rather engage in interesting conversation to get to know you.

So, what kind of guy/girl are you?

*****blogger’s note*****

Usually I title the post after a song but it’s Friday’ Millicent/Vivian and Pauley, my fictional series I co-write with Tara will be posted tomorrow morning, and I missed 2 different prompt deadlines, so let’s have some fun.

Here’s the full version of what Stillwater, the fake band in Almost Famous, was singing. My 9-year-old laughed at me this morning when I sang it at the top of my lungs in the car on the way to her school. Join me.

Take Me To The Pilot

The greatest fight I ever saw, April 15, 1985 between Thomas Hearns and Marvin Hagler for the Middleweight championship, lasted only 8 minutes. The best songs I’ve ever heard, whether it be punk or pop are well under 4 minutes. Brevity is its own art form. In the almost two years of My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog, I think my finest moments have been my shortest pieces. I know that’s the case for so many of you who read, comment, and write.

The 100 word style needs to be recognized, but here, of course, I want it to have a soundtrack. Starting today, Tuesday, January 24th, and each subsequent Tuesday, I’ll show you a song. You write 100 words using the tune as inspiration. There’s no word prompt. You don’t even have to acknowledge the artist or song title if you don’t feel the need. Just give me 100 words and not 101.

Every Tuesday at 9pm eastern, I’ll choose an entry I felt did the best interpretation and that person can choose the next song or the next artist or defer to me. Below the song choice is the link button. Here’s Leeroy, our 100 Song Robot:

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Here’s my 100 words:

Eighty-one percent of the voters in the sixth district of Georgia sent him to Washington D.C. Only 37 years old, recently divorced, and handsome, he drew immediate attention.

“Representative Hinds, you should see this.”

A staff aide tossed the latest Newsweek Magazine across his desk. There she was, standing in a revealing red dress with a headline across her torso.

“The Chinese ambassador’s 21-year-old daughter and the U.S. Congressman. Is it high treason?”

Hinds looked away and put some personal items inside a box.

“Sir, it’s time for the hearing. You are required to be led to the chamber.”

This week’s inaugural song is Take Me To The Pilot by Elton John. The lyrics are from Bernie Taupin.