I know what you’re thinking, what a rude and crude title for a blog post that probably has nothing to do with babies. If you did think that then you are right, but there was a song stuck in my head by Passion Pit that I made up my own lyrics to.

Its such a nice day out that I really don’t wanna spend it indoors but chances are since my office is located in a building that I will be staying inside today. There is a brisk cool breeze that tickles my beard and I love it so much. However locked in this cubicle I will have to settle for my boss tickling my beard.

Last night I watched “Beverly Hills Cop” for the first time…I know. And I think people hype that movie up too much cause it really wasn’t that funny. I mean there was a couple of parts but nothing to write a blog about.  Although the music in the movie did inspire me to write a song and i would like to showcase what I have so far right here:

Black guy gets away from the cops, but did you know that he is a cop also
puttin bananas in pipes, while hot chick helps him fight crime
and goofy detectives help also in the warehouse

I’m still working on it but it’s kinda a metaphor to the social issues in Darfur and draws a parallel to our economic crisis.

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