SEND IN THE CLOWNS AND CLONES: FUN WITH TYPING!

Here's where I am putting a topic sentence.  As a coach of a championship girl's invitational basketball team...

Wait.

As the leader of a small landlocked island Democratic dictatorship....

Hold up.

Hello. I am not Daniel-san and I have never swept the leg, but by God, I know two things: Clowns and Clones. It's a wide deep category of interest that I alone have plumbed and, yea I have returned from the depths of the combined subjects, sweaty, scarred but ready to share the knowledge left to me to share. Also, Lionel Richie. Danced on the ceiling? I have. Run with the night? You bet, Hello. Is it me you are looking for? No?

Well then, how about your sister?

Man, ain't she sweet? Actually that is the cover to a seriously SERIOUSLY under-regarded album from a Denton, Texas band called Sugarbomb. Oh, it's such good power pop filtered through Queen, The Beatles and not Lawrence Welk. Who was, by the way,  responsible for this:

Mis-communication, I guess is what I'm getting at. Everybody thought Sugarbomb was one of those late 90's rocking up tempo bland bands like Vertical Horizon or Tonic or...that other band. Check this out:

Yeah, that's good stuff. People always fawn over the power pop of Cheap Trick, and while I can admire their skill and sheer bloody tenacity, something about them has always missed the mark for me. This band, however, really works for me. This band Sugarbomb.

However, their one album came and went in 2001. And I really must let that time and that music go. What was I talking about? Topic sentence? Let me look up at the top of the page for a second. Oh...right...Clowns And Clones. Hold up a sec...

Here is a clip from the GREATEST CLOWN MOVIE EVER!

And as for clones...here is Weird Al!

Okay, so here we are at the end. And what have we learned? You should check out Sugarbomb. They are worth digging into. And Killer Clowns From Outer Space is a film you should check out.

Also we've learned that when you have to do two posts a day and you have to get up at two a.m. and you go to bed at nine and it's ten to nine and you haven't the faintest idea what you are supposed to talk about...this happens.

And we apologize.

Goodnight, Good Morning and pass the ol' Chinese Sneakers. Whatever the hell that means.