A Note on Odds and Ends...And OMD Lyrics

Dearest Readers,

Happy January 10th! A couple quick odds and ends. Then, an anecdote about a very emotional band and their lyrics.

First- The DW, as of this morning, is caught up on his very sexy mail. So, if you have not received a response to your question and you hit Send more recently than the last two hours, the DW has not purposefully ignored you, he has simply accidentally deleted your email via his crappy Yahoo! spam filter. If you have a moment to re-send, the DW will get you to the top of the line.

Second- Don't forget that if you want to pimp your blog on The Dude Whisperer, just send in an address and up the link goes. It's that easy! 

Third- Note the brand new shiny About the Site and About Privacy notes over to your left. Sorry to get all lawyerly on your a^s, but there was some confusion recently about a post regarding what should or should not have been changed/omitted for privacy purposes in a reader's question before putting it up on ye olde interwebs. It was an easy misunderstanding to fix and and all that, but the DW thought it was probably a sign that the terms of this site should be a little more explicit and right up top. So there it is.

And now for a quick story...

When the wifey was in 6th grade, she and her friend decided that the young dude the friend had been "going with" needed to be, in the wifey's words, "Sent a message." It is unclear, these many years later, what the young dude did, if anything, to deserve a "message", but the wifey and her friend debated and fussed over what to say for quite some time. This was important stuff. Just the right words had to be chosen. The perfect tone. The perfect imagery. The young dude needed to be made to understand.

Below is what the young dude got after class, handwritten on a piece of notebook paper.

Talk to me, dont lie to me

Save your breath

Dont look at me, dont smile at me

Just close your eyes

I was so impressed by you

I was running blind

I would fall for every trick

Every twist of mind

Heaven is cold

Without any soul

Its hard to believe

I was so in love with you

Dont say your prayers, dont build your hopes

Just walk away

Dont phone me up, dont call around

Dont waste your time

You were so in awe of me

You were so divine

You would do just anything

To still be mine

Heaven is cold

Without any soul

Its hard to believe

I was so in love with you

All the things you said to me

I was so upset

You were always talking talking

God I did my best

Heaven is cold

Without any soul

Its hard to believe

I was so in love with you

That's right. The lyrics from Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark's "So In Love". Perfect, right? Message sent!

Or so they thought. Instead, the young dude looked at the paper, turned it over, looked at it again, and, unsatisfyingly unilluminated, said, "What the hell is this?" 

And so it is with the dudes. As always, it is important to remember that, as much as you would like them to, they don't speak OMD. 

Another Dudefile soon.

Best,

the DW