I'm posting this video even though I'm a smidge nervous. Ya see, today's song was requested by one of my YouTube peeps. Which means he/she/they/it don't read the blog. Which means he/she/they/it probably doesn't realize my mind basically resides in the gutter. Which means he/she/they/it might not like to hear…
Uke-a-by Baby
I know. I don't uke for nearly two months and I come back with a lulla-frickin-by?!? AND you don't practice before recording the video? You know what? Baby. Baby that doesn't like ukuleles. *sigh* Just look at the awesome new t-shirt instead. That's the perfect distraction. And here's a blast…
We Uke You A Merry Christmas
Hi Interwebz. Tis' the season for me to crawl into a mug of mulled wine and giggle with my siblings, so I'm afraid you're going to have to find your jollies (and vagina jokes) somewhere else for a little while. But before I embark on my epic quest to consume…