... every boy with a bad case of infatuation, I found a way. I guess you could call it my secret weapon. I found someone who could speak for me. He always had the right words, knew exactly how to say it, and never failed me. His name was Barry Manilow. With Barry on the turntable I could say everything I wanted to say and more. Which always left me wondering how the Led Zeppelin and AC/DC fans ever communicated with girls. Perhaps some of you could tell me after the service. Some of you are old enough that your ...
... ’s about the same age right? Heh… Amanda: And do you know where we are going tomorrow night? (Dave shakes his head) We’re going to a concert! Dave: Well that’s great! Who are you going to see? Pat Boone? Johnny Mathis? Barry Manilow? Amanda: Ozzy Osbourne! Dave: (holding it back) Well! Really? Ozzy Osbourne. No kidding. Well, I’m sure that will be a wonderful uplifting time! Amanda: Okay, well, we’re gonna go snuggle or something before dinner. Bye Daddy! (Adam grunts) Dave: Bye honey! (Waits ...
... a story with me and then either whine or gush, both of which are equally annoying, “But Pastor Phil, I just want to be happy. Is that too much to ask?” The drama is breathtaking. “I just want to be happy.” Sounds like the chorus of a Barry Manilow song from the 70's. Lights off in the arena, candles blazing, everyone swaying to the music, “I just want to be happy,” as if the universe was listening and obligated to deliver to the call of harmonic convergence! “As a matter of fact it is too ...
... . Whenever I’m depressed, I take out from hiding one of their homecoming videos, and spend the next hour or so weeping my eyes out and cleansing my body of all those built-up toxins. Come on, now. I’m not alone here. I know some of you listen to Barry Manilow when no one else is listening. I even suspect that some of you actually like music that involves an accordion. You’d just never admit it to your kids or pewmates. For some of us, a day dug into a sandy beach, listening to the waves and scanning a ...
