You know how I said the other day that the first album I ever liked was Battle of New Orleans by Johnny Horton? Well, I dug out an old cassette player to stick by my computer so I could listen to it nonstop as I surf GT. Only problem is, it ate all the tape within 30 seconds. My mom tried to fix it for me (her fingers are far less stubby than mine), but alas, it was no use.

My childhood is hereby dead, and all I have left to remember it by is the case, with which I feel obliged to build a Johnny Horton shrine in my room.

:( x 489650382105068372910580104827139472939988279.45