Friday, November 17, 2006

Tips for Teens - The Kind You Don’t Find In Magazines

I was driving home today, after running some tedious errands.  Yes, it’s practical to make people drive across town to their doctor’s office in order to pick up a prescription because that piece of paper assures the pharmacy of not getting any forgeries.  You know what, the doctor’s office could also call or fax the pharmacy the same prescription…and then, to be super duper safe, the pharmacy could call the doctor’s office phone number to verify said prescription.  I know it seems like a wacky far-out idea, but it could just work.  Another pharmacy fun thing - I had to sign for Claritin-D, because it has Sudafed in it.  Yup, meth addicts are going to buy pills that are $1 each, and THEN try to extract some pseudoephedrine out of them.  They’re just that tricky.

Heh, a funny thing happened while I was standing in line at the pharmacy.  I heard the Dreidel Song while I was standing in line.  I thought it was the woman behind me, although to be stereotypical, I thought it was a tad odd because she was black.  Then, after I handed over my super dangerous prescription, I sat down in the waiting area and took my cell phone out of my backpack to call Leigh-Ann.  I was going to call and see if she wanted anything at the grocery store because I had fifteen minutes to kill.  When I pulled my phone out, I realized that because it said that I had one message waiting, the Dreidel Song that was playing was my ringtone.  I didn’t realize it because, for one, I never have the phone on, and we never give the number out, so we never have anyone calling us.  But, I’d turned the phone on when I was at Whole Foods (buying Diestel turkeys, the best tasting turkey ever) to call Leigh-Ann and ask her a couple of questions.  Anyway, I called her again and asked her if our ringtone was the Dreidel Song - she said yes, then asked if I remembered that she’d changed it when we spent hours at the DMV last year registering the car.  Nope, I sure didn’t, until she reminded me.

Ah, the blog title.  On the way home, I was listening to Fred on XM and they played Tips for Teens by Sparks, which I haven’t heard in maybe twenty years.  I used to love Sparks and their wacky lyrics.  They were the opening act for the very first concert I ever went to when I was a kid - Rick Springfield.  I think my mom had to bribe my brother to take me.  It was a great concert though.  Anyway, Tips for Teens…an entertaining song.

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1. Was just hopping around on the NaBloPoMo randomizer, and stumbled across your blog.  Had to laugh because Rick Springfield was my first concert, too and I don’t hear that from very many people.

   I was sixteen and wore leg warmers.  Life was simpler then…

   Marianne  on  11/17  at  05:00 AM

2. I think I was 16 also.  Where did you see him?  I saw him at the Universal Amphitheater (at Universal Studios) - a nice place for a concert.  I saw him again a few years later, with The Greg Kihn Band opening for him.  A different brother took me - he didn’t have to be bribed because we like the same kind of music.

   Flippy  on  11/17  at  07:36 PM

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