It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw, I've gone to look for America

I love that Simon and Garfunkle song, don't you, and yeah, OK, I didn't really hitchhike, and it didn't take me 4 days to get here, thanks to Crapinental and my sister's Prius, but here I am in Saginaw, MI. I haven't found any poor hard working Saginaw fisherman, so perhaps I will have to head to Alaska??

Kidding...Lefty Frizzell for President....

Anyway, I am here for a conference. It is cold and dreary and the roads are icy, but I am her with my sister and we aren't arguing or fighting, though there was the scrunchy incident:

SSP: I am gonna comb my hair
SWWM (Sometimes Wicked Witch of Michigan): Good (muttering something else under her breath which I ignore)
I put my lavender velvet scrunchy (screw you, I like scrunchies - I don't care what Vogue magazine says about them), in my hair and a few minutes later she comes up to me:
SWWM: Here is your grey scrunchy
SSP: I am using the purple one
SWWM (walking away): the purple one would look better

I have learned to ignore these snipes. A little later, I was rushing to get through all my email so I could go to the open house, and have a DRINK, which I desperately needed, and once again, she mentions again how the grey one would look better. I think I sent a SCREW YOU email to my boss, by mistake.....I love my sister, but no one knows how to get a rise out of me like her....bless her heart.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cR34iQ1All8
I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan.
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man.
But he called me: "That son of a Saginaw fisherman."
And not good enough to claim his daughter's hand.

Now I'm up here in Alaska looking around for gold.
Like a crazy fool I'm a digging in this frozen ground, so cold.
But with each new day I pray I'll strike it rich and then,
I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw, Michigan.

I wrote my love in Saginaw, Michigan.
I said: "Honey, I'm a coming home, please wait for me.
"And you can tell your dad, I'm coming back a richer man
"I've hit the biggest strike in Klondyke history."

Her dad met me in Saginaw, Michigan.
He gave me a great big party with champagne.
Then he said: "Son, you're wise, young ambitious man.
"Will you sell your father-in-law your Klondyke claim?"

Now he's up there in Alaska digging in the cold, cold ground.
The greedy fool is a looking for the gold I never found.
It serves him right and no-one here is missing him.
Least of all the newly-weds of Saginaw, Michigan.

We're the happiest man and wife in Saginaw, Michigan.
He's ashamed to show his face in Saginaw, Michigan.