Jamming!

i really love i tunes. it has changed my life. it especially changes my life when i'm bored. micah doesn't get home until around 10pm, so with no one to annoy, i listen to all sorts of music and annoy myself. i guess i miss the lost days of my long commutes to work. i liked to listen to my favorite drive jams and sing real loud. sometimes, i'll drive somewhere just so i can listen to my current favorite drive jam...

somebody saved my life tonight, sugar bear
almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear
you nearly had me roped and tied
altar bound, hypnotised
sweet freedom whispered in my ear

man! i love that drive jam! jamming at home is fun, though. you two and would hate me so much if you saw me jamming in the morning. micah hates getting up and i hate sleeping, so for him, my morning jamming must be something terrible.

i realize how obnoxious it is to keep reading the word "jam" and "jamming". just so you know, i know it's obnoxious.

i remember the first song i ever jammed to: raindrops keep fallin' on my head. i would find the tiny record from the red, white and blue, flowered record box and play it on the tiny record player in hashifa vachoo's room. i loved that song so much. when the song was over, i would play it again, then again. i especially liked the end; it got all jazzy.

another song i remember having a similar feeling for was, like a virgin, by madonna. one time, the song came on the radio on the way to mervyn's or the valley plaza or something. i asked mom what a virgin was. she told me that, "a virgin is someone who isn't married". even then, i knew that answer was awfully general.

my adolescence is an awful blur of awful jamming. i'm sure you remember...

high school was tons and tons of jamming at places mom told me not to go. that was the best part; listening to really loud live music with other kids whose parents also think they're being supervised by adults. the mixtapes! the morrissey!the manipulation of hashifa vachoo to not rat me out! it was a very special time.

college was more challenging, jamming wise, than i thought it would be. most of the the girls in my dorm did not know how to jam. rose was a unique exception, though. when we lived in 233, we jammed all the time. sometimes we jammed to her mariah carey and sometimes we jammed to my cap'n jazz. i miss jamming with rose.

tonight, i downloaded raindrops keep fallin' on my head. i still love that song. i've been listening to it over and over. i always make sure to dance during the jazzy part at the end. i hope i'll always like to jam.