With August winding down, there won't be many chances left to ruthlessly exploit the "hot" themes much longer. As one commentator to this blog rightfully fears, it's only a matter of time before I shamelessly start cataloging those "November" songs and "November Rain" gets it obvious and crass promotional plug. Such are the vagaries of this entertainment business.
For now, I focus one last time on what would be known as the "Dog Days of August." Being a subliterate chump, a militant anti-intellectual--thinking hurts-- and a generally stupid guy who grew up in New Jersey, I always go for what is easy and obvious. (I chose my college based on the three maxims that can be applied to life: cheap, easy and local.) So, while others greatly ponder human significance and try to answer deep, philosophical questions, I typed DOG into my highly-sophisticated indexing system and came with WAY too may Dog songs. None of which talk about the heat or the Dog Days of August in any respect. I can
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