
Oh, I don't know
Maybe TV on the Radio NOT playing 'I Was a Lover.'
And now this is where you say, 'but AM, maybe they didn't want to be so predictable and sell-out-ish?'
'Oh yeah, then why'd they play 'Staring at the Sun?''
[silence]
'That's what I thought.'
But thank goodness for my LA sister. . .

'Why? And what's with the photo?'
Oh this is ME with the gift I had waiting for me in my mail box when I got home last night courtesy of my crazy-considerate (barely) older sister.
Thanks to her thoughtfulness she salvaged what was left of the night Still making yesterday The Happiest Day of my Life (we've talked about this - do not accuse me of hyperbole).
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You mean, "the happiest day of my life, so far..."
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