Saturday, March 31, 2007
Yesterday I was driving from Seattle to Puyallup right around rush hour so I got stuck in traffic. I didn't have an ipod, cds, or any other form of personalized entertainment so I was forced to find something on the radio. Which actually wasn't that bad because the radio stations in this area are pretty "jawsome." I stumbled across this one station that played purely electronic music, I was quite enjoying it when a song I didn't love too much came on the radio so I started scanning the stations looking for something else. Strangely enough the scanner paused on a hip hop/bootie station and the song playing moved my soul. I stopped the scanner and listened, my heart was left wanting more. I spent the rest of the car ride listing to cube 93.3 a station I would have never thought to listen to in the past. I don't really know what was going on inside of me at the time, I just know that was the music I needed. I partially blame this on Lily, partially on Brian, and partially on the bootie dance parties I have gone to over the last couple of months. The other thing that was slightly disturbing about this incident was my familiarity with the music being played, there were moments I was even able to sing along.