April 11 was National Submarine Day. I made sub sandwiches with shredded pork and nacho cheese.
It was also International Louie Louie Day. For some reason the kids weren't getting my unintelligible singing. I had to put on the song, "Louie Louie," for them to hear. That got Jeremy mentioning another unintelligent song, "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana. So I put that song on then "Smells Like Nirvana" by Weird Al. And of course I couldn't listen to those songs without head banging.
A few days later, I was wondering if I had slept on my neck wrong because I couldn't figure out why it was so sore. Then I remembered. Head banging. Whiplash. Hmm.
