The Queen Of The World is off to a family gathering, leaving Wolfgang and me as Wild And Crazy Bachelors here at Castle Borepatch.
She's not just a delightful resting place for the eyes, but she's a lot of fun. She's one of the best conversationalists I've ever known, and so there's always great company about here in the castle.
Dang, it's quiet. Too quiet.
I've posted this song before, but Joe Cocker is one of the few artists (along with Michael Jackson, of all people) to do the song differently from Bill Withers. This is a good rendition - interestingly different - but I'd rather not have the chance to post it at all.
Oh, foo, indeed.