Flashback

Spring time means open windows. Open windows mean warm breezes, fresh air, and the sounds of everyone else's music tastes. I don't know if it some faux mellowness on my part, but it's not too bad. About an hour ago, someone had parked their stereo speakers next to their window to play the music while they were grilling. And it was Weezer's Blue album. OK. I love this album. It's fun. And without even thinking about it, I was thoroughly enjoying myself. Until I realised how slightly odd it was for college kids to play that album. I'm not trying to limit anyone in their tastes, especially when Weezer is such a fun band. But the album came out in the mid-nineties. These kids were maybe in 1st grade. The only thing weirder is the fact that I was learning to drive to this music. My old fart-ness sneaks up on me. But I'd much rather hear me some Weezer or Offspring than bad frat music or loud rap. Currently someone with a drumkit is wailing on it with mixed results. Then again, it's so damn nice out, I am totally willing to enjoy it.

But that way, I didn't have to worry about music to cook to. Made turkey burgers with jack, and mashed sweet potatoes. Wanted to round out with broccoli, but it wasn't looking so good. Now to scope out a vacuum (now that I am running around barefoot, I am way more aware of the yukkies). Oh, right, and finish the draft of my thesis. So if you have seen my slacker muse, put her in a fairy-cab and send her my way. All I can say is that chyck had better have been stuck in jury duty or someone's glove compartment or something...