I have a new obsession (no, it's not gay cowboy movies). This particular obsession began last weekend when I finally caved in and bought myself an iPod.
I know, I know...I once vowed to never succumb to the fad but I simply could resist it no longer. The idea of having my entire CD collection in my pocket was just way too compelling. And that's what I've been doing with practically every free moment at home for the past five days.
Since Saturday I have downloaded 3,809 songs from my collection, and I'm only about three quarters of the way there. I have, in fact, dealt a serious blow to the available memory level of my PC; serious enough that I may be forced to feed even more money into my new hobby to buy an external hard drive.
This is after, of course, I've purchased several iPod (I STILL feel stupid typing that word) accessories including an FM transmitter attachment that allows me to use my new toy in the car. This particular purchase couldn't have come at a better time since the current state of morning drive time talk radio is a vapid and vacuous wasteland of unspeakable craptacularity.
So this morning, instead of flipping around the AM dial I plugged in the iPod and drove to work listening to songs from CDs that I forgot I even had. I even rediscovered a Reverend Horton Heat song with lyrics that always crack me up:
I wanna go two steppin',Nothing gets a laugh like a song about gay cowboys...even if the lyrics are real.
With a good lookin' big black buck,
I want him to come and pick me up in his Chevrolet pick-up truck,
And when we're on the dance floor his hat will rise high above,
It's inter-racial cowboy homo kind of love.
Tall of course dark and handsome,
A gentlemen in every way,
A true cow poke in every sense of the word,
We really go to work in the hay.
A bronc bustin' bull ridin' tiger,
Yet peaceful as a dove,
It's inter-racial cowboy homo kind of love.
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