I guess I heard this at some time in my life when hubby was listening to Howard Stern. The place sounded swanky to the max, that I will say. I'll say one thing for Stern, he's a great alarm clock, almost every day I'd run from the bedroom because of SOMETHING he'd said. I stopped listening to Imus exactly because of his unending, unbearable, paens to Dierdre, and that poor child whom she is attempting to torment into perfection. At least Howard Stern made his wife seem like a normal person.
I like your tagline, btw.
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
Thank you for the best laugh of the day.
The above is a classic oxymoron. Normal people don't marry Howard Stern.