triple chocolate

OK, normally a wedding shower is a girl thing. I don't know too many men who attend wedding showers. As I recall, they used to be called Bridal Showers. In recent years there have been Couples Showers. When my wife and I got married, I was Scoutmaster for a troop of 60 Boy Scouts. One of the assistant scoutmasters organized a "shower" for us. That's the only shower I have ever been to . . . until yesterday. One of the women that I work with is getting married next week, so one of our managers organized a shower. Since I work next door to the showeree, I felt it would be mean not to attend. Only one other man was in the room. He works on her team also. Anyway, the great incentive was chocolate . . . triple chocolate. The cake was a really moist, really good triple layer chocolate cake with chocolate icing and shaved white chocolate sprinkled all over it. It was great! During the shower we were given paper and pencil and asked to take a quiz . . . a wedding quiz. The first five were wedding history and trivia questions. The last five were questions about the wedding couple. I must admit that I guessed at most of them, but by some miracle I won a Starbucks card for answering the most questions correctly. Chocolate and Starbucks. Who could ask for better incentives.

A note about today's artist:
Grand Funk Railroad and Black Oak Arkansas was one of the first concerts I ever attended. I drove me and my buddies all the way to Atlanta from Western North Carolina and we drove home after the concert. We didn't get home until like three in the morning, but what a great concert. Black Oak was great but Grand Funk was awesome. As the stage began to rise up out of the fog, three black limos came driving onto the field at the Omni. Mark emerged from one, Don from one, and Mel from one and I don't think anybody in the stadium sat down from that moment until the end of the concert. We were screaming and yelling and clapping all night long. Grand Funk was a musical phenomena and all of us kids just loved them. Critics said they couldn't sing, but we didn't care. They sounded good to us. They could definitely play some screamin rock and rock. And I thought Mark Farner was an outstanding rock vocalist. Anyway, here's today's song of the day.

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Song 203: I’m Your Captain (Closer to Home)
Artist: Grand Funk Railroad
Album: Closer to Home
Year: 1970
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Everybody, listen to me,
And return me, my ship.
I'm your captain, I'm your captain,
Although I'm feeling mighty sick.
I've been lost now, days uncounted,
And it's months since I've seen home.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
Or am I all alone.
If you return me, to my home port,
I will kiss you mother earth.
Take me back now, take me back now,
To the port of my birth.
Am I in my cabin dreaming, or are you really scheming,
To take my ship away from me?
You'd better think about it, I just can't live without it.
So, please don't take my ship from me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah ...
I can feel the hand, of a stranger,
And it's tightening, around my throat.
Heaven help me, Heaven help me,
Take this stranger from my boat.
I'm your captain, I'm your captain,
Although I'm feeling mighty sick.
Everybody, listen to me,
And return me, my ship.
I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm getting closer to my home ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
Ohhhh ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
I'm getting closer to my home ...
Repeated to fade