The game was sing down, the maestro Jenny. Pick a theme, any theme, such as food. Then, people must randomly come up with bits of songs that contain the theme. Endlessly. Jenny managed to incorporate her favorite songs into most rounds:
- The theme to "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air"
- "I Will Survive"
- "Like a Prayer"
Sometimes, when I want to evoke Jenny, I try to make the windows rattle, singing as loud as I can: "Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone. I hear you call my name, and it feels like...home." Who knew Madonna was so deep?
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Hi, Twi, it's Spike.
I was hunting around on the internet and spied your blog. I like it, if for no other reason than it lets me think of Jenny, more. It affords me a look into your memory bank, which I can compare with mine. I laughed and cried at your yoga story. She is alive within us and I am thankful!
Hey, Spike, it's Foz. I thought of you when writing that yoga story, because I wanted to show the joy and hope in a science-based belief system, rather than a spiritual one. Take care...
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