Reader Terrible Terry, whom I understand to be merely a little bit execrable, rather than actually terrible, indicates his disappointment in the conceptual piece immediately below this blog entry, in which I mocking out Twittering as a vapid art form that tends to inspire its practitioners to give us *wayyy* too much information.
Instead, Somewhat Execrable Terry indicates that he comes here on Fridays expecting 80's music videos.
I don't know what to say. Except...
Have at it!
There will be a test at the end.
So there you go. Four songs I kinda liked at the time or at least didn't mind (possible exception of that Foreigner song, which was inexplicably a hit). Four songs I'm kinda, sorta embarrassed about having liked. And it raises a question:
Okay, and you suffered through all that... might as well give you something other than a headache. If you haven't seen this before... well... then you probably don't know any mountain bikers. Change out "Atlanta" for "D.C." and "SORBA" for "MORE" and it'll be a perfect fit.
Have a nice weekend, all. And get yer butts out to Hyattsville Cross.