I thoroughly enjoy the little things in life, like finding crunchy leaves to step on. (BONUS: when you find $16 because you were looking at the ground for leaves to step on.)
I grew up as a military brat, so I've gotten really good at packing uHaul trucks. You haven't lived till you've driven a 26 foot uHaul with a full sized car trailer behind it in driving rain down an interstate.
I have two cats, named Snickers and Widget. I swear they're Pinky and the Brain reincarnated in real life. Snickers is super smart, and Widget...well, Widget is cute.
I love chocolate, I adore macaroni and cheese, and I just can't pass up a serving of frozen yogurt, all of which tells me one thing: I'm actually five.
The only thing worse than this song is the video for it. Yet the song was nominate for a Grammy, even though at the time the video had under 10,000 views on YouTube.
Here's how Al Walser's dastardly plan to scam the Grammys played out:
First, the category the song is in is a new category. Not too many members of the Recording Academy are familiar with "Best Dance Recording". Since Al was a no name, he started working social media.
He then hammered home his name and the name of his heinous song into the heads of the other members of the Recording Academy so that when it came time to vote and they weren't familiar with any of the songs, they'd recognize his entry and vote for it.
Sadly, this ruse worked marvelously. This guy can always and forever now say that he's a Grammy nominated artist. Well played Mayans, well played.