So, the biggest highlight of the last couple of weeks has been my alarm clock radio. In the past few years my radio tastes have shifted quite dramatically. While before I enjoyed the top 40 stations, now I’m a CBC convert with the occasional CKUA on the side. However, due to crushing apathy, my alarm clock radio is set to Vibe98. If you live in Calgary, you know what radio station this is. If you know English, you can figure it out.
I’m not 100% sure what the names of the “morning crew” are, but I’m pretty sure one’s name is Bone-dog or Boner and his female counterpart of course has a name with a “z” in it. Anyway, when my alarm goes off at 6am, I’m subject to their morning program and, quite frankly, it delights me.
Example 1: About a week ago, I woke up to Maroon 5’s “She Will be Loved.” I was then flodded by intense nostalgia. I really, really loved this song three or four summers ago. I might not respect it musically now, but I have a ton of fun listening to it. The flip side of this story is that Ryan, who is also subjected to my radio wake up, is not a former fan of top 40 so had no nostalgia to draw from. Rather, he woke up laughing at my lame song. I told him to shut up and then I went to take my shower totally dejected.
Example 2: A few days later, my alarm came on during the celebrity gossip program on Vibe. This time, I woke up to “Z” making a comment that Sam Ronson wasn’t a gold-digger because she’s already an heiress. I remember feeling really at peace with that knowledge. Apparently, I have been subconsciously worried about Lindsay Lohan getting into a predatorial lesbian relationship.
Example 3: Another morning, the song that was playing when my alarm went off was Love Inc.’s “You’re a Superstar.” If you’re not familiar with this song you should immediately listen to it. It might as well be titled, “My Self Esteem.” This song totally got me through a breakdown about a Restoration and 18th Century Literature paper. It actually made me think, “Maybe my life won’t turn out as terrible as I’m currently expecting it to.” The song itself sucks, but the mantra is totally take home. Ryan also laughed at this one, but I did not feel dejected during my shower.
Example 4: This isn’t current news, but back when I was in residence at university, my roommate Mike and I had a shower radio. Except it wasn’t technically a shower radio; rather, it was the old Playskool radio and microphone set. For like 2 years, we had it propped on the back of our toilet. One year Mike got an actual shower CD player/radio, but I have absolutely no recollection of using it.
So, that’s that. A quick pathetic teaching moment. I was writing a checklist of the assignments left for my English 20 class and titled it, “English 20-1 To Do List.” Actually, that’s what I wish I had wrote. Instead, it was, “English 20-1 To Due List.” Notice the do/due. The kids pointed it out and called me incompetent. I tried to be sneaky and pass it off as a pun. They didn’t buy it, though, as I had already outed myself of a pun-hater. Sigh.
OH you will be loved! I remember that love affair you held dear to your heart that summer.. and also remember hearing their current single and thinking.. How did they ever get this far.. followed by thinking of you driving around listening to that cd on repeat. Happy thoughts about you, a shudder with the song- no offence. And yes OK I admit I know all the words..
Love you.