Maybe I’ll bake a cake

“Oh, well, a-bless my soul, but what’s wrong with me? I’m itchin’ like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I’m actin’ wild as a bug I’m in love … I’m all shook up.” — 1956 Song lyrics by Otis Blackwell Someday, I want to be a column writer. When I grow up. Wouldn’t it be amazing? To be like those gifted writers who create something out of nothing. Individuals who can write about anything at…