Villainous Company

Hi, Cassandra. Thought you might like this.

Thanks - I'll check it out!

They were average the first 500 million times I heard one of their seven songs that all sound the same.

Now I can't bear to turn on a classic rock station because you can't go ten minutes without hearing Boston or Pink Floyd.

Now I can't bear to turn on a classic rock station because you can't go ten minutes without hearing Boston or Pink Floyd.

Huh. Not bad for a bunch of nobodys who recorded an album in their house.

I scribbled a bit on it, too.

Boston post

But did anybody check out the band's website? The most poignant comment on Delp's death....please go look if you haven't already.

Boston site

Cassandra, I don't give a tinker's toot whether the band Boston was good or bad (and I'm a little older than you so I was listening to something else anyway). But there's a lot to be said for the ability to remember what was happening when you first saw your future spouse. Good for you. It's one of the great things about one's youth.

Well oddly enough there's kind of a funny story behind that.

It wasn't the first time I'd seen him. I'd been sitting directly opposite him in Senior English for an entire year and he lived two houses down from me on a very small set of quarters on base. Three of my friends had huge crushes on him, but I just never noticed him before - probably because I'd been going steady with another guy all year.

That day, for whatever reason, was the first time I think I ever really "saw" him. He said something to me then and impressed me, so a few minutes later I was (typically) being a smart a$$ and teased him about how boring our neighborhood was b/c I wanted to see what he'd do. He came right back at me with some pretty snappy retorts.

I fell for him like a ton of bricks.

We ended up running together after school (which I instantly regretted b/c I had asthma and had never run more than a mile before, but I was too proud to back out, which I think amused him greatly).

Turned out later he'd noticed me the first day of school but thought I was stuck up, which is funny because I remember that day and I was feeling lost and out of place :)

Love is strange.

You're not kidding.

When I met my future spouse, I was being harrassed by security guards who were accusing me of casing the property for some potential robbery. True story.

Now, that's a solid start to a lasting relationship. Somehow, it worked out anyway. :)

Just a small thread hijack, but we also lost Paul DeLay last week; again, at 55. A great and inventive blues harp (harmonica) players, he died of leukemia on Wednesday, after being diagnosed on Monday.

We all know, intellectually, that "Only the good die young" is BS, but when rephrased as, "It seems that the good die too early," it's all too appropriate.

Makes you feel old, doesn't it Bud?