Usually I listen to the news/weather/traffic station in my car. It's a little pathetic, I know, but around here traffic reports are very important.
Last night on the way home from work I got annoyed by a commercial and starting jabbing the radio buttons. I hit the classic rock station, where they were playing some Led Zeppelin.
(For the record...I was a big Led Zeppelin fan when I was in school. I was more of a Who fan, but I certainly knew my hard rock/classic rock/even-into-heavy-metal music. Ask Victor...no synthesized 80s pop in my album collection.)
So it's Friday night, I have Led Zeppelin on the radio, and two things occur to me:
1. That's freaking loud. Must turn down the volume.
2. "Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time..." God, that's bad poetry.
The next thought, of course: When did I get old?
Posted by Nic at February 14, 2004 04:18 PM | TrackBack