What some of us do on a Friday afternoon

I was walking through the bird room when the Everly Brothers’ song, ” All I Have To Do Is Dream”, came on the TV music channel I leave on for their amusement. Before I knew it, I was dancing and singing to the tune and I am proud to state that, for the first time ever, they did not try to scream over what I call my singing. I don’t know if they did it because I stunned them into silence with my rendition of that classic or whether they were simply stunned that I accidentally occasionally hit the right note.

Either way, I’m taking it as a win.