  It All Makes Sense Now!! As you all know, I've been writing Silly Songs (aptly named Silly Songs with Sarah) for awhile now. To the unenlightened, Silly Songs are basically ditties that just pop into my head once in awhile, outta blue, totally off-guard. They could be lyrics to well-known songs (a la Weird Al Yankovic) or just, well, songs with a tune.
Here's a sample: (To the tune of Kylie's "I Just Can't Get You Outta My Head") I just can't get you outta my spleen Boy oh boy do I need anti-fungal cream Also: (To the tune of P.O.D. 's "Alive") I can't see at night For the very first time I believe I am blind So blind I can't drive past nine Otherwise I'll die But night blindness is fine So fine Anyways, I just came across, in one of my readings, a man named Philip J.
Kitchen!! So now this ditty I came up with a YEAR ago, FINALLY makes sense! *Ahem* Kill Kenny Chicken....But don't kill the Kitchen.... (repeat) Please don't ask me who Kenny Chicken is. I have no idea. Just some figment of my subconcious I suppose. BUT! Now we DO know how kitchens can be killed - when they're human!! Heeheeheeteeheehee... (Previously, "don't kill the kitchen" came with a "with germs lah! " reply to people's perplexed expressions.
) There of course have been times when these ditties have come back to bite me on the ass, unintentionally of course (no malicious content, and all G-rated songs ok?!). I recorded one as my voice-mail message, and left it there for quite awhile. Thing is, a potential employer for this job I really wanted to try out for after I graduated, but which I thought wouldn't come through 'coz he hadn't called for months since I put the application in, finally gave me a tinkle on the phone! And I didn't hear the phone. So it got redirected. And he heard the song. And this was the message he left: "Er, wow...that's er real interesting er....anyways, this is Colin Gomez from Perfect 10....just wondering blah blah..." ARGHFFF!! 5 September 2002 
