A 70's kind of evening

Hello all! Things have been extremley crazy around here since the contract was put in on the house. Needing a break from reality I purchased a copy of The Best of Gilbert O'Sullivan. He had a string of forgettable hits in the 70's, Alone Again, Naturally is probably the best known of his songs. My favorite track off the cd is called Get Down. Anybody who knows me, and knows me well, is aware of my ecclectic taste in music. So I've got my Glam Rock gear, high heeled sneakers and fuzzy Elton John sunglasses on in a vain attempt to relieve stress. Hopefully I will not overload on nostalgia and journey into full blown Disco. I live for the Bee Gees and don't think they deserved the wrap they got during the whole "Death to Disco" backlash. Who knows? The evening is young, I might delve into some Abba and break out the mirror ball (giggle). The details of selling the house are beginning to grate on my nerves and I haven't been sleeping well. The plans for moving are chaotic and I wish I could wake up tomorrow and everything would be done. Unfortunatley my magic wand is out of order this week and it ain't gonna happen that way. I've gotta sing along, "Told you once before, an' I won't tell you no more, get down, get down, get down...you're a bad dog baby, but I still want you around, around...I still want you around"
Actually my keen ability for forgotten trivia is legendary. My family calls me The Keeper of Useless Information. I often get phone calls from my sisters asking me strange things. A true story here. Five years ago, it's 2:30 am, the phone rings I groggily pick up the phone thinking that there's something wrong, "Hello?"
My sister slurs (she'd been a bit deep in her cups), "Hey who was that guy on Saturday Night Live that said, "I must say!" all the time?"
I yawn and reply, "Ed Grimley played by Martin Short."
"Thanks." she says and I hear the click of the line being disconnected. Even during the wee hours of the morning I can still pull it together LOL.