Monday, March 10, 2003 "This diamond ring doesn't shine for me anymore..."
I spend a lot of time listening to the radio. I have about two hours of total commuting time every school day, and my friends are scattered in all kinds of ungodly places like Detroit and North Carolina. Add in mandatory vacations and getting lost in strange towns, and take into account a broken tape deck, and you hear a lot of Dixie Chicks. I never used to hate them. That landslide song gives me the horrors.
On the oldies or classic rock stations, there are two songs that I want to hear: "Bad Moon Rising" and "This Diamond Ring." Unfortunately, each song is part of the great radio conspiracy. I have heard each song enough to know that I really, really like it. After that, the DJ's of America crawled out of their manky little holes and made a pact to only play the last fifteen seconds of each of these songs. I haven't heard the beginning of either of them in years.
I don't really have a point here, but my first chapter re-write is staring me in the face, and even stress-eating was getting boring, so I thought I'd blog. posted by Frenz | 3/10/2003 01:01:00 PM
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