Least With The Most

If there were an organization out there who would happily pay those most efficient in wiling away time without anything to show for it, I would be buying up brownstones left and right. I have been active since 10:00 or so, and had the best of intentions for making this a productive day to whoop all productive days. Now it's nearly 3:30, five and a half hours later, and what's been accomplished? I suppose it's a rather formidable list:

• Brush teeth
• Eat something
• Iron pants
• Email
  
• Try to set up meeting with bandmate to look at pictures
• Piddle around on bass for a while
• Halfway listen to Brian Lehrer show
  
• Check weather, and think about how nice it probably is outside
• MySpace, MySpace, MySpace
• Eat more something
• Halfway listen to Leonard Lopate show, get depressed while listening to Morris Berman talk about how America is entering the dark ages
• Put dirty laundry in bag
• Leave house!!!
• Drop of laundry
• Relocate to coffee shop, with intentions of transcribing copious amounts of interview
• Cappuccino, mmm, buzz
• Decide that before transcribing, I should probably reconstruct cash expenditures for the last two weeks for meticulous Excel spreadsheet
• More email
• Move outside, 'cause there's no wireless out there
• Discover a new network available from the patio
• Put together an iTunes playlist to accompany Excel drudgery
• Smile at cute Asian girl at next table over
• Finish Excel drudgery
• Open transcription program, import files
• Finish cappuccino, get peppermint tea
  
• Check other blogs for new postings
• Smile at cute Asian girl as she leaves
• Since iTunes playlist is far from finished, and I can't listen while transcribing, decide to write in blog

Which brings me here. Watch out, somebody stop me.

In the spirit of distraction, I recently discovered an amazing song by Paul Revere and the Raiders (best known for the time-worn classic, "Louie Louie") entitled "Crisco Party." What on earth is THAT all about!?

"They got this barrel, this big trash barrel, the Crisco barrel-- you just better listen to Crisco Party. I'll probably never be able to put this on the album... it's kind of like Vaseline updated."

Thanks, Paul. (There, I did some transcription. Ha.)

If you haven't unearthed this ruby of a tune, or are too young to have danced to it in high school, spend the 99 cents on iTunes or find it somewhere, and you'll diggy-diggy-diggum, too.