"When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school
It's a wonder I can think at all
And though my lack of education hasn't hurt me none
I can read the writing on the wall"
-- from "Kodachrome" by Paul Simon
(b. 1941-10-13), on There Goes
Rhymin' Simon, 1973
[My big question: will I manage to scrape up the money to get my last several rolls of Kodachrome developed before Kodachrome processing entirely goes away? The clock is ticking.]
Earlier, I heard a THUMPA THUMPA car stereo go by, and from as near as my ears could tell the same direction, moving at the same rate (higher than the speed limit), a siren.
So I wondered which is more likely: a cop trying to pull over a speeder with a big-ass car stereo, or was it a cop with too-big subwoofers in his or her cruiser, groovin' on some tunes on the way to a call?
Alas, I couldn't see, so I have to guess.
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