eYe HeArT GoOgLe

When I was 11 or 12, it's foggy my mammories escape me, literally, anyhoo.....this one time....in the mid-seventies, my mother invited some of her gal pals over. They would have a blast just kickin' back, talking and listening to music. After a few bottles of Strawberry Boones Farm the ladies would break out the Eddie Arnold. When the Three Dog Night and the Beach Boys stopped playing and the crooner started crooning, I knew then.... they were shit-faced. Not only did that mean I would get to stay up late playing 'Hollywood Superstar' it also meant I would hear my mother and her friends sing along with Eddie......"Make the World, go away..........can't get it aw_off my shoulders....say the things you used to say.....and make the world......go away".......lol.....that ruled. ;)