I saw this Truffaut film years ago called
Shoot the Piano Player. It was pretty good, but I loved this scene, which has nothing to do with anything else in the movie, just a guy singing a song. Thought of it for some reason and found it on the internets.
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Its the manic jumpy dancing that I love. By the way, where the hell is Joe? I wonder how his new gig is going?
Yeah, and if he's living in something that doesn't have a steering wheel.
We are currently residing in a lovely double-wide. It's on the 14th green of the Topsail Golf Club or something like that. It's only temporary as we find a house, and is in easily the most upscale trailer part I've ever seen.
I got to fly a V22 Simulator today. Cooler than any video game I've ever played. It was impossible to convince my mind / body that I wasn't moving, even though the simulator was completely stationary.
What a perk! And living on a golf course, to boot. Cool.
Getting back on topic, my resident French expert tells me it's just a pun: Francoise/Framboise.
Getting back off topic, good luck with the house hunt, Joseph.
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