Got no money but I’m wearing Gucci Shoes/ Got no money but I’m wearing Gucci Shoes./ Been to Filene’s Basement. Done shopped away the blues.
It’s the middle of February and I have the Blues. Filene’s Basement is dead and gone. This time for real. No comebacks planned.
“There’s always e-bay,” says Memphis Earlene, ever the pragmatist.
“E-bay is virtual shopping. Just like Facebook is virtual hanging out, and blogging is virtual conversation,” I say.
“Something wrong with being virtual?” she asks, in that dangerous tone of voice that means Back Off. And I usually do, but not today.
” Virtual is not the real thing,” I say. “It bears the same relation to reality that Diet Coke bears to Classic Coke. And I’m sick of it.”
Memphis Earlene suggests I go outside and hug a tree.
“There’s a cure for the February Blues, ” she tells me. “It’s called March.”
Memphis Earlene— you always get it! Keep ’em coming — it makes the rest of us feel better!