Pickles by Brian Crane for April 01, 2022

The rest of use are thankful as well Opal.

Sing a few bars of “Bedbugs on the pillow… like me they’re just looking for the one I love” maybe?

Sooner or later, in the middle of the night, Earl _will_sing the song. I’d be surprised it is — what first comes to my mind — “Roar” by Katy Perry (thanks to yesterday’s Pluggers mentioning her).

Don’t fluff the covers.

I think Earle has “song” and “dizzy spell” mixed up.

So no dance either?

Maybe it was gas.

♪ We all came out to Montreux / On the Lake Geneva shoreline ♪

No song? I bet Opal is thinking, “That’s the way, uh huh, uh huh I like it, uh huh uh huh.” With thanks to K.C. and the Sunshine Band. :-)

“Feelings. Nothing more than feelings…”

Accompanied by bagpipes.

Or maybe Tom Waits’ “Pasties and a G-string”?

Laying in the bed, glad that I’m not dead, reading the news, gives me the Blues, but the blanket is purple.

If it was gas that passed Opal may not be so thankful!

For supper Earl had beans, beans, the musical fruit.

Sing a solo Earl, so low we can’t hear you!

Earl, please sing ‘far far away’.

I hope it was a good rendition of Ethel Merman singing “There’s NO business like SHOW business…”. That would be conducive to sleep.

I was waiting for “I did it my way”

It’s April 1st – Earl is on Opal’s side of the bed!

In our house, when we feel a song coming on, we let it out and sing together!

in a gadda da vida baby

I think I’m goin to Katmandu

That guy is just FULL of talent..!!!!

‘All things must pass; / All things must pass away…’

Amusing as it may sound, thank goodness he had a senior moment….lol

That’s NOT how one sets up a Dutch Oven!!!

He’s going to tell (he’s going to tell)

He’s going to tell (he’s going to tell)

He’s going to tell (he’s going to tell)

Make your own kind of music. Sing your own special song. Make your own kind of music. Even if nobody else sings along.

Ah yes, ’Twas the early ’60s and when the Judy Garland show came on, I went to a movie with my new first, last, and always wife (RIP).

Oh that would end it for me on sleep. Now our weather here is warming up, I came close to go in living room to read when I had trouble sleeping at night.

You can sing if you want to Earl… As long it’s the Sound of Silence…

Was the song Pass it On?

Opal is a little old for a lullaby, Earl.

Thank Heaven….for little girls.

“The hills are alive with the sound of Earl Pickles…”

My grandpa never let it pass him by; at least not in the morning. He loved singing in the morning.

i can name that song in one toot, er one note…