Travelling through time with music

I don’t know about you but I tend to travel back through time with music.  I just passed over “Hey Jealousy” by the Gin Blossoms and it sent me back to boot camp.  I hid my CD PLayer on the top bunk and listed to Gin Blossoms, Hootie, Goo Goo Dolls, whenever I could.  It makes me feel all hot and humid because it was in San Antonio.  Makes me think of not getting enough sleep and waxing the floors.

Then “Torn” starts playing and it brings me back to Reel.com.

Nancy introduced me to Frou Frou and all I can think about when I hear it are those long drives I used to drive to come see her.

Of course there are some songs, unfortunately, too painful to listen too.  I should create a playlist called “Time travel prohibited” and only go in there when I want to depress myself.

House

I am on disc five on Season one of House.  I’m lovin’ it!

I miss the UK

I spent a month in Liverpool visiting relatives a few years ago.  I miss how the houses were right next to each other as in connected to each other.  You could tell you were in a different place and not just a different state like here at home.  I miss turn abouts, the fish and chips drenched with vinegar, “American” doughnuts that were absolutely tiny, double decker buses that had exhaust issues so you’d get woozy if you sat at the top.