! But for me it always seems to appear both strange and unexpected in my youth - the last one a few days after Thanksgiving in 1993, when I was in the hospital immediately after getting my gallbladder removed. Earlier in the day, my TV, but I was so sleepy and out of it (I barely slept two or three nights I was there) I have no idea what was on screen, but I heard the hubba "separate Hubba - Hubba-Hubba-Hubba" "Happy Boy" in the context of everything that is ... or did I imagine that?Anyway, I could not get the song in my head and I kept hearing in the distance as far away from the transmission of a satellite hovering over a thousand miles . Or superintendent of the hospital. Holy cats, IT, but later that evening, my friends, just Dave and S. came to visit me, and having just raided the hospital gift shop they put a red headband with reindeer antlers on my head. (Christmas gifts already?) But to my surprise Dave has released a long black and white "Beat Farmers" bumper sticker from his coat pocket.Now, no one in my buddies gang o 'Beat Farmers were rabid enough fans to want a sticker with the name of the group on this view, since the only song we knew by them was "Happy Boy" because it was the hidden track on a compilation CD ONE of us had (we never even knew the name of the song years later) and was occasionally played on the then-local "alternative" radio station in the early 90s.Thus, not only Dave just have a sticker Beat Farmers just after being haunted by this song earlier this morning in a post-op haze, but secretly, he slapped the sticker on the sliding tray table attached to my bed d the hospital where I was eating my lunch and read. Fortunately, the hospital staff never noticed, but every time I lifted my tray-table to slide down I saw this sticker bumper and infectious curse "Hubba-Hubba-Hubba - Hubba-Hubba "would be in my head....
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She traveled to visit grandchildren and nieces and nephews just after 
