"play that funky music white boy"

Yeah, alright, I know, I know, I know, what a "cheesy" seriously, seriously awfully, crappy, pathetic song it was and sadly in my youth, I thought (for a week or two, that's all folks, just about a week, I was young alright!) it was pretty dang cool:

Anyway, while hoping to look so San Francisco cool yesterday, from behind me I heard the above and well, melted like an ice cube in a Swedish sauna

Moving on

So, whilst laughing - and getting away with it - as I attempted in my own 'goofy' way to keep up with her flailing arms and legs as She bopped and boogied and "cut-loose" as our friend Chris just pleasured the roughly 1,500 'strangers' right there in a public - and slightly intoxicated - park, I surrendered to the moment

Yeah, t'wasn't a "Trenchtown experience" but a mighty fine experience it most definitely was! I realize however, that some (if not all) of you reading this have no clue who "our boyo" Chris is, so . . .

http://youtu.be/iQ-sgPh_fzk

"Yes, Yes Y'all"