June 05, 2005

Rockin' with the groceries

So yesterday I'm returning home from the gross-ery store, that much loathed chore I don't look forward to. At least I got to go alone, though, so it wasn't all bad. Well, with the exception of that rather large woman in her nightgown on at 4:00 in the afternoon, trolling the aisles ahead of me. And I loathe those "fun cart" things that are supposed to look like race cars or trucks, you know, to amuse the kiddies. They do not amuse me, they steer like a brick shit-house. Some mother had her rather large and obnoxious child in one of those, and they kept farting around in my way. I hate that.

Anyway, the best part of the whole excursion, almost as good as the booze I'd bought, came while cruising the radio dial. I hit one classic rock station and they played Van Halen with Roth!

VH rocked with Roth, sucked with Hagar. I mean, Van Halen and ballads? Phew. No, give me Roth any day of the week. True, he's obnoxious (and I also saw him twice when he was a solo act), but at least the band ROCKED and had that raw, rocking, oh, how do I say it, they just sounded better.

And let's face it, assless spandex pants on the right man look DAMN GOOD!

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