96... And Counting

So, much to my amazement, this is officially my 96th post on my err-what blog. Watch for national news coverage when I hit post #100... or not...

Did I bump into Mr. Nice Eyes at the Garden when I went back on Friday? no. But the leaves were all turning color, and the air was crisp but not snot-cold (you know when it's cold enough to make your nose run, even though you are perfectly warm in your fleece vest and ear-warmers? snot-cold), and I'm really glad I went. Turns out the guy in the entrance box has a mother who used to be a librarian. So even though my school STILL has not sent me a student id (have I mentioned that I graduate in two months?), I answered three questions right and got in at the student rate anyhow. Just to clarify-- I AM a student. ...And I like red heads.

Did my student loan eventually show up? YES! On Wednesday. So I made huge payments to my credit cards and spent what was left on that stereo I promised myself back in July. I should be getting the other half of my student loan ...oh... sometime before Christmas.

In the meantime, I cannot BEGIN to tell how you much I have missed having access to music in my home. In fact, I have barely turned the stereo off long enough to sleep since I brought it home. I'M THAT EXCITED!!!

It made me think. My ex was always the one who played music (and chose what to play) while I was married-- and to give credit where due, he sometimes tried to play something he thought we'd both like to hear. Mostly, he played the soundtrack to Jay and Silent Bob. There's a whole track devoted to artistically rapping the word "fugck." And a few songs about being high and all the things that didn't happen because of it (like getting to have segx). And... well... I mostly ignored the other tracks because they were rather offensive.

So... let me just reiterate how HAPPY I am to have MY OWN STEREO. It's been five years. Plus. And I've been playing awesome music like the "happy radio station" that only plays upbeat songs, and my rodrigo y gabriela CD-- this group is from Mexico, where they were a heavy metal band. But then they went to Ireland, and started playing guitar in local pubs and on the streets there. Now, they play acoustic guitar like I've never heard it played. Oh, and I'm playing my Enya music, and trying REALLY HARD not to break out the Christmas music again-- waiting until November, at least. I mean, really. June and December are the real seasons for that kind of music, and I'm trying not to jump the gun.... Trans Siberian Orchestra, HERE I COME!!!

My Shania Twain and Carrie Underwood are sounding pretty good, too, not to mention that Kid Rock CD I took as part of my divorce settlement. I love the duet with Sheryl Crow. Umm... A little Stray Cats, a little Sugar Ray... Cap'n Bogg and Salty... Dvorak... Godsmack... Jet... Gypsie Kings... Pink... Yeah. You could say my taste is eclectic. Or bizarre.