Pass Me a Pancake, Mandrake
The trip from Knoxville to St. Louis to Northern Virginia to Knoxville put over 2,000 miles on the van my wife and I rented. In addition to the stow-and-go areas that helped us haul our son’s stuff, it had several more bells and whistles. For example, the dashboard radio had AM, FM, and satellite, a DVD player, a USB port and an auxiliary jack. When my wife wanted to listen to “Mamma Mia!” while driving, I kept hitting buttons until I figured out that while the audio worked, the video was automatically disabled when the car was in gear. Of course!
My wife does the bulk of our long-distance driving. I’m good for city driving and a couple of hours of “middle-relief” on the Interstates. As I drove across I-70 in Ohio on Sunday, I sampled a few of the satellite stations. My favorite played great songs from the 1940s such as “Opus One” and “The Continental.” I also heard a few oddities like “Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition.”
The tune that has gotten stuck in my head is by the legendary Cab Calloway. I had never heard “Everybody Eats When They Come to My House” before Sunday. When I looked it up online, I found a funny lip-sync video made last year by The Retro Kids Show.