42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

I think the album might be dead.
Or at least it is for me.
I exclusively use my iPod for listening to music. I almost never listen to the radio; I haven’t reprogrammed the channels since April, when I had a car problem and my battery was unhooked.
And I’ve noticed that I listen to songs in playlists, [...]

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Last night, I had Led Zeppelin’s Communication Breakdown stuck in my head. It was warring for brain airtime with Abba’s Dancing Queen, to my irritation and displeasure And then I passed the earworm infection on to someone else. He growled that because of something I said, he’d be listening to Wayne Newton on his way [...]

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Let it rock, yeah, let it roll
Let it, let it go
You gotta, let it rock, let it roll
Yeah just let it go
Slow down, hold on
You’re too fast, you’re too strong
Take it easy, take it slow
Make it last, don’t let go
Let It Go, Def Leppard
Yeah, I’m a secret Def Leppard fan. What of it? And that [...]

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I don’t like to think of myself as a creature of habit. But the truth is, I am. I like things a certain way. I like my life plodding along at a predictable and comfortable pace. If there are changes, such as taking a college class here or there, I am in control.
Changes come. I’m [...]

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I admit I’m a geek. I love gadgets. I’m also cheap, so I don’t necessarily own the latest, greatest. But I read about them and yearn.
I had a ray-of-light-shining-down-on-my-car moment when I first drove away from the electronics store, and managed to change the display on my new stereo system.
It was displaying the the band [...]

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… or iRegret
The feeling you get the morning after you download 19 songs from iTunes at 1 in the morning while in a freezing cold stupor because you haven’t turned on the heat.
It’s a little fuzzy why you bought Van Halen “Jump” (memories of jumping in a neighbor’s tool shed to this song), and now [...]

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I wake up at 5:30. There are no cats in bed. I think that’s a problem. I entice Data to come sleep with me. Instead he purrs for a few minutes, lulls me into the thought that he might just settle down and sleep for once.
Wrong.
Bite. Bite. Scratch. Fight with other cats. Scratch. Bite [...]

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