Music…

All Through the Night

She’s So Unusual

Cyndi Lauper
and Words

All through the night
I’ll be awake and I’ll be with you
All through the night
This precious time when time is new

Oh, All through the night today
Knowin’ that we feel the same without sayin’
We have no past, we won’t reach back
Keep with me forward all through the night

Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.


I endured high school during the 1980’s and definitely lived the life of a computer geek.  Back then computers were in their infancy, and all anyone really did with them was word processing, gaming, and programming.  I excelled at computer programming, enough to represent my high school in competition.  Eventually, I went to study engineering at the University of Miami.  That said, my existence in high school mostly felt like that of a misfit.  I consistently hovered in the edges of society.

Few popular books (or movies) portray people like me.  That is people who collect trivial knowledge about video games, computers, and RPG.  When we picture protagonists, we don’t see people like me.  Eventually, we get the Ready Player One.  Ernest Cline released the book, his first novel, in 2011.  Honestly, it remained off my radar until the release of the film in 2018.  Though upon the release of the film, I purchased the novel and read it.

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Music…

Hurts So Good

American Fool

John Cougar Mellencamp
and Words

When I was a young boy
Said put away those young boy ways
Now that I’m gettin’ older, so much older
I long for those young boy days

With a girl like you
With a girl like you
Lord knows there are things we can do, baby
Just me and you
Come on and make it, uh

Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.


My older sister drove a Ford Mustang during the 1980’s.  It had a four-cylinder, turbo-charged engine.  She had over four years on me, so I spent many years riding in that car before getting my own wheels.  Though I distinctly remember riding in the back of that car, as in the hatchback section, along with too many of our friends.  We packed ourselves like sardines, three across that hatchback section.  Once the car got sufficient speed, the pressure from the air flow pushed the hatchback down and locked us in until we reached our destination.

On one particularly day, this song comes on over the radio, John Cougar’s ‘Hurts So Good’.  Being in a particularly happy mood, we collective broke out in song.  Though some of us remained packed like sardines in a tin can, we continued singing until the end of that song.  I don’t believe that any of us reflected on the words of the song that bellowed from our lips.  We just noisily acquiesced and joined in, many of us offkey I’m sure.

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