Look at what's happened to me...

I can't believe it myself. Suddenly, I'm up on top of the world. I should have been somebody else. Believe it or not, I'm walking on air. I never thought I could feel so free..ee..ee. Flying away on a wing and a prayer, who could it be? Believe it or not, it's just me.

Would I be the biggest dork on the planet if I admitted to singing this...uh... Greatest American Hero theme song at the top of my lungs, each time I heard it on the radio? Then, so be it. I'm pretty sure I'd still watch the actual show too, if it was still on. Is it still on?? I just loved that curly haired blonde bastard.

Thanks to my new favorite radio station 93.7 MIC FM, I get to listen to this kind of shit all the time. Along with some Nirvana, Elton John, Eminem, and Early Madonna. See, when it comes to music I LOVE it all. (Or at least almost all. My only requirement is there must be lyrics. I'm so not into classical or any instrumental shit...sorry...stuff. ) This station plays it ALL. Thousands of songs. Completely random. So I can wash down a little Nickelback with some James Taylor and then top off some Don McLean with a little Guns-n-Roses. It's fucking beautiful.
It really is.

That is all. Back to my music...

oh Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind, Hey Mickey...Hey Mickey...