proud andreea keep on burning, rolling on the river...

i finally cleaned the house today. once i got off the computer, i turned the tv on to one of those music channels. it took a while to pick which channel would get me in the cleaning mood. would it be rock, arena rock, classic rock or alternative rock? i eventually settled on the classic rock channel. but when i finally had the washing machine, dryer and dishwasher all going at once, i couldnt even hear my mood music.

i found out that lucy does not like the broom. her bark echoed throughout the casa with every sweep. i gently explained to her that if she didn't like the broom she should just leave the room. she came to her senses and went upstairs. the barking stopped, the dishwasher stopped and then i could hear ccr begin to echo throughout the casa.

creedence clearwater revival. that made me think of #2 from outback. one of the first things i learned about him was that he loves classic rock and i believe that is all he listens to on the radio. then that made me think of C from college. (i love how brains have these trains of thought and, when you have the time, how far they can take you.) C, i can't remember his last name, was one of the many boys i had a crush on in college. he too, loved classic rock. this boy still boggles my mind and i wonder what he's doing now.

he would not date me for two reasons. one, i didn't smoke pot. he would constantly remind me (as if it would make me change my 'just say no' campaign to 'just say yes') that he could never date someone that he couldnt smoke out with. and two, because i actually liked the music of today, er that day. he would walk into my apartment and have alanis morissette, 311 or blues traveler filter through his ears and get very agitated. he would tell me that he was trying to broaden my horizons, trying to expose me to the greatness of the rock that is classic! i was not following the beat of my own drum, blah blah blah, and blah blah. i tried the opposite approach and said that while his music was in fact great, i was trying to broaden his horizons to the current decade of greatness that was happening and that he was missing out on because he was stuck in the 70's. it didn't work. christmas break came. he went north and i went south for the holidays. after school started up again neither one of us even bothered to call.

he'll never know that if we had indeed made a connection, we could have had the best of both worlds.