"Jeni, Jeni, who can I turn to?"
As the real Jeni, let me tell you where to turn to . . .
--turn to eBay for many lovely antique fans in working order
--turn to newly "-Scientist"-ed English teachers for complicated mechanical repairs on lovely fans that make very loud noises due to centripetal force driving fan blades into misaligned fan cage
--turn to overheated friends who dread cooking dinner for rescue of stalled vehicle
--turn to AAA to fix your car, if only temporarily
--turn to Southwest.com for relatively cheap airfare
--turn to friends whose names begin with "dear" and "brave" for transportation occurring before the ungodly hour of 5:30 a.m.
--turn to Gergiev or some other lovely blocks (i.e., cat) for love and affection
--turn to the Continental for Tulsa's finest salsa music and twenty of the loveliest crystal chandeliers
--always turn to bad 80s music while working out in hot apartment
And where not to turn to . . .
--do not turn to Ford Thunderbirds for reliable transportation
--do not turn to single air conditioner for proper cooling of entire apartment complex
--do not turn to any blocks for the safekeeping of pens, pencils, or potted plants
--do not turn to Big Bad Bobcat for coherent explanations of the theory of catism
"Jeni, Jeni, who can I turn to? (867-5309)
For the price of a dime I can always turn to you."