Happy Valentines Day With the Kids In the Hall

....because whenever I think of Valentine's Day, I always think of five Canadian guys performing sketches about the intricacy of relationships....

A Valentine's Day Gift...for You

Has nothing to do with post -
Just wanted something to grab
your attention

Let me just say this right now - I hate Valentine's Day.

Too many disappointments and breakups which happened on or around this day. The fake sentimentality that for one day, you will or have the perfect partner (rather than, say, being a decent human being to those you wish to have as a romantic partner the other 364 days of the year). Yes, I hate this holiday, and like pal Andy Martello, will wait a month for that other, more appropriate holiday.

But since many of my blog's readers deserve some extra attention, here's a piece I originally did for Transmissions from Zone 4, the online radio version of my current podcasting home. Although that radio show is no more, I had recorded a piece for today that (sadly) wasn't used, and destined for future deletion....until now.

For one day only, you can give it a listen by downloading it from this page. (Sorry, Roger, no online player for you this time). I provide a similar explanation for the purpose of this solo podcast (has it really been only a year?), but I think you'll agree - it's a great, revealing piece about my first love.

And it's also very entertaining and mercifully short. So while you're enjoying Valentine's Day, I'm going to discuss web analytics and non-profits, because that's how I roll.

Obligatory Valentine's Day Post

Since I hate Valentine's Day (way too many breakups on that day), here are sorta related lyrics by a great band (album information following)

Well you wish upon a star
That turns into a plane
And I guess that's right on par
Who's left to blame?

If you were a pill
I'd take a handful at my will
And I'd knock you back with something sweet and strong
Plenty of times you wake up
In February make-up
Like a fool and the morning star you're gone

Tonight makes love to all your kind
Tomorrow's pickin' Valentines

Hey you pop up in this old place
So sick and so divine
Are you strung out on some face?
Well I know it ain't mine

If you were a pill
I'd take a handful at my will,
And I'd knock you back with something sweet and strong
Trouble keeping your head up
When you're hungry and you're fed up,
Like a moon and a northern star you're gone

If you were a pill
I'd take a handful at my will,
And I'd knock you back with something sweet as wine
Yesterday was theirs to say, this is their world and their time
Honey, tonight belongs to you, tomorrow's mine

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