Hackneyed Generation X. . .

. . .moment alert!



I'm outta here for the night. So, rather than go into some long explanation as to what's tearing me away from my keyboard right now, I thought I'd distract my readers with the standard five-o'clock-on-a-Friday radio fare. Enjoy.

Most likely, I won't be doing any blogging tomorrow. I'll probably be in the great state of Missouri, at the Sikeston Drag Strip. I have my priorities, and horsepower and the smell of tire smoke and grape scented exhaust fumes are pretty close to the top.