...I haven't been able to get the song out of my head since I watched this video. So basically this post is a selfish attempt to transfer the annoyance to the next reader à la Mark Twain's Punch, Brothers, Punch. (What? You haven't read it??)
As a semi-responsible blogger, I feel I should provide some context for this video. If for no other reason than to offer it as minimal restitution for getting the cursèd song stuck in your head:
In a post in the comments thread of an August 2 story in the West Seattle Blog, Diver Laura describes how the Alki "Junkyard" came to be so named: "At some point in West Seattle History folks decided to dump things there, like old computers, car parts, washing machines, bathtubs, toilets, etc." Sadly, the area has experienced a recent spate of do-gooding and the last few years have found philanthropic divers not only removing the detritus for which the area is named but also adding "neat enhancements."
That's enough.
I'm exhausted.
In a post in the comments thread of an August 2 story in the West Seattle Blog, Diver Laura describes how the Alki "Junkyard" came to be so named: "At some point in West Seattle History folks decided to dump things there, like old computers, car parts, washing machines, bathtubs, toilets, etc." Sadly, the area has experienced a recent spate of do-gooding and the last few years have found philanthropic divers not only removing the detritus for which the area is named but also adding "neat enhancements."
That's enough.
I'm exhausted.
Mission accomplished. Damn you!!!
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