I probably wasn't always so inflexible. I couldn't have been or I couldn't have changed. Which is to say that I might have been. I think.

So now I've decided to add lyrics to familiar classical works in the interest of helping me to remember which tune goes with what piece. And just what will those lyrics comprise? Why, nothing short of the movement's name and composer. I can't decide whether this is a stroke of genius or just one of those ideas that won't really work.

There should be a guy whose job it is to answer not only a phone but also questions relating to songs that you know only the general tune of. Questions along the lines of, "doo dee oo doot doo doo doo" and "budda budda bump bah buh dah." On the off chance you're interested, the first is "Something" and the second is "Keep on Smilin'."

I do so miss lunchtime eavesdropping. I used to love to listen in on people at restaurants while they talked and I sobbed, all alone, into my stewed tomatoes. Silly me; I didn't realize how good I had it. Though I'm sure that to you lot it probably seems like I could easily take the practice up again, I really must wonder just where you think they serve stewed tomatoes.

I hate that I can't listen to the iPod in the car without a whole lot of extraneous noise. And no, I'm not referring to the sound of my teeth scraping along the window. Although that is kind of annoying, as well. However, I speak of static. You see, my car is the only one in existence that has an all fiber optic stereo into which a provision was not incorporated for an auxiliary input. Why, yes. Yes, it is a Volvo. However did you know?


Ooh, but you were so close. It's actually black.

So anyway, I'm left with only one option: FM transmission or FM modulation. And while that may read like two, each is worth only a half. If only there were such a thing as an AM modulator, then I could get even more static. Maybe.