Last night around 11:30 my hubby decides he will sit up in bed and talk about Weird Al and all of his great songs. At first I thought he was just making a passing comment or even a joke, but he went on to discuss the musical genius of this man and wondered what it would be like to be one of his kids. This conversation lasted at least 10 minutes. After about the 5th minute I lay in awe at the fact that 1) he was talking about this at length (ten minutes is long considering the subject) and 2) I let it go on for as long as it did.
Don’t get me wrong. I think Weird Al is very creative and I was wondering some of the same things as Big Stud, but I never thought I would postpone my journey to dreamland to listen to A Tribute to Weird Al. It was…weird.