Put Another Dime in the Jukebox

Last night was one of those nights when we thought we would just be going out for a quick bite at the Winking Lizard and we would be home in time to catch Medium. In typical fashion, we strayed from our original plans and left Union Station at 1:30 am after doing karaoke to Joan Jett. I also got challenged to a rap contest by some guy sitting next to me. Boy was he surprised when I broke it down. My only disappointment of the evening was that I didn't get to sing "Ruby Don't Take Your Love to Town" by Kenny Rogers. It is one of my favorite childhood songs and also serves as the namesake for my car. I turned in the card but it was too late. Perhaps I will try again next Monday....

I saw her dancin' there by the record machine
I knew she must a been about seventeen


In other news, it is often hard to imagine some of the things people your own age are accomplishing as you sit through the same episode of Sportscenter for three hours in a row. Today, I tip my hat to Ellen MacArthur. The 28-year old set an extraordinary record yesterday in a sport I know very little about: sailing. http://sports.espn.go.com/oly/news/story?id=1986217