So, nobody was able to carpool today, meaning I had to drive myself. Fine, okay. I’ll listen to RWA sessions. But Ken had borrowed my iPod and left it in the car, and it must’ve not gotten turned off correctly, because it was out of power. I was already exhausted and cranky. The following is a transcription of the some of the stream-of-consciousness thoughts that went through my head during the hour-long drive.

I'll mention that Jack-FM played “Why Can’t This Be Love” by Van Halen, followed by “Dancing Queen” by ABBA, followed by “China Girl” (I think—that’s when I flipped stations) by David Bowie. I have no idea if that influenced my bizarre train of thought or not. Sadly, reception to that station gets lost quickly due to the coastal mountains.

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Dammit, Meg and I never went dancing at a Hollywood club during 80s night. Damn damn damn. I want to go dancing. Nobody else will go dancing with me. I’m not a very good dancer, but what I lack in talent, I make up for in enthusiasm. Meg and I also never watched “Brideshead Revisited” together. Now there’s a dichotomy: 80s music and “Brideshead Revisited.” Dammit. Why is there nothing good on the radio? Sigh. It’s a gorgeous, foggy day. Wish I could watch the fog over the ocean rather than watching the road. [Completely random segue to my erotica-writing song playlist] Holy crap on a stick, how could I have forgotten “Kinky”?[1] Hey, I wonder what percentage of our music in iTunes is VSRP?[2] SRP is pretty easy—all the solo stuff, and Damn Yankees. VSRP…well, there’s Rush (Alex Lifeson played guitar on one of Lawrence’s[3] solo albums and appeared in one of the videos from that album), and Ted Nugent (because of the Damn Yankees connection), and Aerosmith (Tommy, along with Jack Blades, wrote and played on a bunch of Aerosmith songs), and… Hey, it’s like Six Degrees of Styx! How come I don’t have Aerosmith on the erotica-writing playlist? Not “Love in an Elevator”; that’s just a little too silly. I’ll have to look at all our Aerosmith when I get home. Why is there nothing on the radio? Why does Sheryl Crow’s voice make me want to smash my radio with a baseball bat? Oh, hey, it’s that song that they remade to be the theme song of “Charmed.” I wish the remake was available. I suppose the original version isn’t too very awful. I should probably buy it. I need to remember to e-mail Cat and tell her I heard it and thought of her. I wonder when the new season of Charmed” starts? [Brief wordless fantasy about Holly Marie Combs in black leather.] Ooh, Aerosmith on the radio. [turns up volume, sings along] I had no idea I didn’t know all the words to “Dream On.” WTF? Oh, crap, look, I’m at work. I think I’ll order a pizza for lunch today.

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[1] Recorded by the Slaves of New Brunswick, one of Glen Burtnik’s bands. Glen was Styx’s bassist for a while. Really sweet guy, amazing musician.

[2] SRP = Styx-Related Product, a term coined by Rolling Stone in 1990 in a review of Edge of the Century. VSRP = Vaguely Styx-Related Product, a term coined by me.

[3] [Second train of thought running concurrently through the next few sentences]: That picture Susan took of Larry recently was really nice…little flash of tummy…mmm, sweaty tummy. [Brief wordless fantasy about licking the sweat off Larry’s tummy] No, pay attention to the road!