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While listening to Pandora a few months ago I heard “Mrs. McGrath” by Pete Seeger and found it catchy, but like most songs I hear on Pandora, it passed and didn’t come again for a long while. But today I was sitting around and started singing the chorus:
Would you too-rye-ah
Foddle-diddle-dah
toorye oorye oorye-ah
Would you toorye-ah
Foddle diddle dah
toorye oorye oorye-ah
Feeling the need to pursue the song and listen to the full version, I found the name and then found the version I liked on iTunes. Of course, sharing is difficult, but I did find a version on YouTube by Raymond Crooke, bless him. The way Pete Seeger sang it was a little more clean and having the crowd singing the chorus in the background stirs me deeply in a way that Raymond doesn’t quite capture, but his version is the more traditional one. Pete Seeger was singing that concert at Carnegie Hall in 1963, and I’m guessing the audience was a bunch of hippies.
WonkoKevin over on WonkoBlog for — you guessed it — WonkoSphere posted a little quiz about the ideal supporter today. I figured I’d respond with what sort of supporter (of a political candidate) I am. Would anyone want me?
- b. I don’t even know what a straw poll is. If they had strawberries, though, I’d be there. (just kidding)
- a. Much closer to (a), though obsession about a candidate is something I lack.
- b. I don’t roll that way. Plus you get tazered 18 times by cops so the opponent isn’t forced to listen to you exercising your liberty of free speech.
- c. Doesn’t give money except to charity.
So the thing I will do that I think should be on the poll is VOTE. And I’ll be voting in the primary for Dennis Kucinich.
Donna and I were lucky a couple weeks ago while at the park with the dogs. We were walking back to the car from the water area where Willow was swimming when we came upon two people hunched over something in the trail. When we got closer, we saw a giant green caterpillar with bizarre head spikes. Everyone was afraid to touch it, because the spikes looked pretty nasty (an effective defense, indeed!). The dogs were only semi-curious, but we kept them away just in case. It was crossing the trail, one frequented by dogs and bikers, so the two people hunched over it were trying to protect it as it made its way to safety. I took a couple shots, which didn’t come out perfectly, but should still give you an idea.
