Midday Music Make-Out
While at lunch today--and let me pause here to mention that the salad was extraordinary: spinach, chicken, gorgonzola, cranberries, candied walnuts, carrots, red onions, all with a raspberry vinagrette; so fucking good--the music was marvelous. Talking Heads, Prince, Depeche Mode...
At one point, an Adam Ant song started playing. Ant Music. Utterly fucking delighted, I comment how wonderful the day is, particularly musically. Overheard by the Gods of Coincidental Fuck-Yous, the music stops. I call to the heavens in my despair. It responds with Rod Stewart.
What the fuck, world? While I might appreciate your sense of humor, your taste in music stinks. Hrmpf.
Also, Adam Ant in the 80s was MUCH sexier than Rod Stewart. Srsly.
At one point, an Adam Ant song started playing. Ant Music. Utterly fucking delighted, I comment how wonderful the day is, particularly musically. Overheard by the Gods of Coincidental Fuck-Yous, the music stops. I call to the heavens in my despair. It responds with Rod Stewart.
What the fuck, world? While I might appreciate your sense of humor, your taste in music stinks. Hrmpf.
Also, Adam Ant in the 80s was MUCH sexier than Rod Stewart. Srsly.