Nice, I'm still learning to spell "at."

This really cheapens all the jokes we make it my mom's expense when she sends her grocery list to the entire neighborhood

That time I accidentally revealed secret military attack plans on purpose. Oh wait that wasn't me

It most certainly was not.

In fairness, if I wasn't me and I saw that guy on Almanac, I would have guessed he listens to a lot of Steely Dan, and then the Ramones when he wants people to think he's edgy. But those guesses get a C-.

I count both, though Appetite is only a mnemonic device, since it was the soundtrack of the summer of 1988 drought and searing heatwaves, whereas I was extremely into the Beatles in a more lasting way

And Boston was fun when I played hockey as a teenager. Hard no on Aerosmith and Springsteen, even though I have some obligatory respect for the latter

I get a certain amount of comfort from that genre, but I came in via acid rock. So for the Stones, I had Their Satanic Majesties Request before anything else by them. Not a particularly strong album, for what it's worth

I've been amazed by what people infer from an appearance on a Friday evening public affairs show. The problem is, if you squint just right, it seems like all guests have been on that show ever listen to the same types of music

I mean, in a desperate time I worked for a predatory telemarketing company in Duluth and may have sold a commemorative Elvis plate or two, but who hasn't?

Take it back or I'll tell everyone you are a raving Metallica and Five Finger Death Punch fan