30-40 I'm Getting There

40. I Will Remember You - Sarah McLachlan
This song, wow, it means so much to me everytime I hear it. I don't think I can tell you how much it affects me.

39. Brass Monkey - The Beastie Boys
Love the horns. Love 'em!

38. Head Like A Hole - Nine Inch Nails
I used to sing this really loud when I had headphones on and yeah, that's not a good idea sometimes.

37. Poison - Bell Biv Devoe
Don't ask and I won't tell

36. Firestarter - Prodigy
The man scares the shit out of me but he gets me moving

35. Butterfly Kisses - Bob Carlisle
One of the most overplayed songs ever and yet it was my Daddy/Daughter song at the wedding

34. It's Tricky - Run DMC
All time fave from the Rev and crew. Walk This Way was good but I dig this one

33. Everybody Hurts - REM
This is probably the only song I like from them and I'll probably get hate mail for not "appreciating their contribution to the alternative music scene" and for not liking any of their other shit.

32. Bridge Over Troubled Water - Simon and Garfunkle
My graduation song. I kid you not. I think I was one of 3 people singing it. Let's just say my graduating classmates were all about the drinking that would ensue following graduation and I was all about getting on a damn plane back to the States. I was the only one who did not need a cheat sheet of lyrics either. Is that sad or good? I'm not sure. I love Art's hair. Bless his heart.

31. Take My Breath Away - Berlin
Pre-CrazyAssTomCruise yummy. Who doesn't think of the bed scene and the paper airplane in the morning when they hear this song?

30. Starry Starry Night - Don McLean
Love the lyrics.

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Comments

I Can't Wait

I know of no one who agrees with me that Jason Mewes is hot. This is a bad example and this is definately NOT hot. That's ok though. I remember the good, forget the bad. I make no excuses for my taste*. For fans of Clerks , Chasing Amy , Dogma , Jay and Silent Bob , etc , check it out: P.S. I've been working 'til 11 or midnight most nights so I'm pooped. I'll blog more. I promise. Was I missed though? * Or lack thereof to some people

This, That and The Other

I can already tell that Thanksgiving and Christmas are going to suck ass even more than it normally would at my job. Last night, a guy was telling me how much he gave me, how much he was supposed to get back and THEN told me what order to give it back to him in. Um? Sir? I'm not a twit, ok, I am a twit, but I'm not an idiot. Ok, sometimes I can be. Like that time I moved up to Wisconsin in the middle of a blizzard from nice, warm Tucson, AZ for a dumb boy and we broke up less than two months later. Yeah that sucked but my point is: I've been in retail, just about every job one could have except store manager, for about oh, 19 years. I think I know what I'm doing when it comes to giving change back. Don't talk to me like I'm a 16 yr old kid who's working his first job and doesn't give a shit what kind of work ethic he has. I care about you as a customer but when you're a dick to me and pissing off everyone in my line so they are dicks to me ? Well, ...

This Has To Be Said

I haven't blogged in 8 months. We bought a house, still unpacking, school started. You know, life. I felt the need, the urgent need to blog about the Adrian Peterson situation today. I am full of all sorts of feelings and had to write about it. I would love to hear your thoughts on this whole thing. No really, I would. I don't feel I was a douchebag in my writing so all I ask is you not be a douchebag in your response. Thanks. My thoughts on the Adrian Peterson situation (but first, some backstory): I was spanked as a child. I'm pretty sure most of us that grew up in the 80s were. Until the summer between 5th and 6th grade I lived in Charelston, SC and from 6th to 11th grade, North Chicaco, IL. I have seen every form of discipline doled out on a child. I've seen spankings, beatings, hairbrushes smacked into heads, spoons hitting the tops of heads, whips, belts and even switches. I've seen it all. Most of you know that my son is named after a little boy who ...

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