He's Allowed To Whistle...Anytime

I mentioned here that I hate whistling.

I do. That hasn't changed.

But I am going to make one...and only one exception.

Andrew Bird.



He is beyond words.

I am up to my eyes in a school girl crush where he's concerned.

His music is all swirly-dreamy.

My mind creates these fanciful little stories when I listen to him play.

He's all quirky-cute.

Like that boy in your English Lit. class.

You know the one.

Nerdy sex appeal.

He's even made a guest appearance on Jack's Big Music Show as Dr. Stringz.

For reals.

I dare you not to have that song playing in your head the rest of the day.



So. Andrew Bird.

You can whistle around me anytime you'd like.

And I will never, ever smack you for doing so.