The other night we hopped in the car and the dumb song on the radio inspired me to sing out with gusto:
Everee thiiing... is gonna be alright. Roooock-a-bye. Rock-a-BYE.
Eleanor looked at me. I knew she was preparing a review of my singing. She said, "When you sing, you sound like...
(Wait for it)
... Spongebob. You know. When he sings rock music and gets all into it."
I actually don't consider that to be an insult. Spongebob is a top-notch entertainer. He can belt things out: "The Krusty Krab Pizza, is the pizza, for you and me! I'm a Goofy Goober!"