Now That's What I Call MusicA couple of weekends ago, I made a little trip to my brother's house and had him load up my MP3 player with songs. I did this for 2 reasons: (1) I thought SuperHubby might be going to the hospital and I wanted something to listen to, and (2) I am cheap, and didn't want to pay for the music.
So he downloads a bunch of songs that he had on his computer. One group that he rather enjoys is a local group,
The Fire Apes. He enjoys them because his buddy, John Seymour, a teaching and running friend of his, is the lead singer. He actually also knows SuperHubby, but that's not the point.
The Professor (my brother, for those who can't keep up) and sis-in-law (if you can't figure this out, stop reading now - you're just stupid) have tried several times to get us to go to see The Fire Apes play. Unfortunately, it's usually "Hey, they're playing tonight, can you get a sitter and meet us there in 2 hours."
But I was really enjoying their style of music. I listened to a couple of songs. I also listened quite intently to every single 80s song (and Johnny Cash song) he downloaded for me. And then I saw it. My name. Right there on my MP3 player. Sweet.
I have mentioned before how completely un-skilled I am at anything and everything gadgety, which is actually the 3rd reason why I drove 30 minutes to get him to put music on my MP3 player. I was looking at my name and thinking, "Okay, so he has named this group of songs Lori. Makes sense." Then the music started.
Yes, my friends, The Fire Apes have written a song called "Lori." I am pretending it is about me. It's an awesome song and they even spelled my name right, so it doesn't matter that I've never met anyone in the band. They wrote a song about me! How cool is that??!!
Shut it. How many of you have songs written about you? Okay then.