Erm, yes, upside down because that's how I was holding the camera.
And without make-up and windblown because it was the weekend when I took this and I'd been outside for a bit.
I'm so not into this selfie stuff...
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Ever fall in love with an album that's famous more or less for just one song? Falco 3 was like that for me. I mean, the radio was all over Rock Me Amadeus, but there was a time when I had the whole damned record memorised. I don't anymore, but it wouldn't take long to get it back if I tried.
I mention this because my latest earworms have been from from an album by an 80s band from Quebec that had one English hit. I loved the whole album, though, and it's driving me freaking nuts that I can't remember enough about either the band or the record to be able to search for it.
Of course, driving me nuts is, as a friend used to like to say, more like a short putt than a drive.
Ah well. Something tells me that I'll be diving into my old store of cassettes (yes, cassettes) just to satisfy my olf tendencies. Until then, go back and listen to Falco. Hey, it's cheesy but it's still a fun song.
Back to work now.
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