I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m, well, I’m just going to come right out and say it.
On a lark, I dropped my daughter’s “Hanna Montana“ CD in the CD player. Just to see what kind of stuff she’s listening to.
And, well, I mean…uh….I liked it. A lot. It’s got a fun, happy upbeat sound, great voice, toe-tapping beat.
I may, or may not, have actually been dancing around the kitchen, a little.
So, there you go. I said it. I hope we can still be friends.
Filed under: Blitherings, Music, Nut Jobs
Well, I just busted for stereotyping, I assumed since your name was Steve, you were a dude. Sorry.
What’s even more weird than that is I actually named my female Lab, “Roger.” you would think that I had broken that dreadful fault of mine.
Be careful not to watch the show. It’s kinda cute and entertaining. Get your daughter to turn it on for you. Then it won’t count that you watched it.
My daughter is 21, so fortunately I have not fallen into that trap. And my 13 year-old son is still trying to figure out what he likes, sometimes it is classical rock, he enjoyed the Tom Petty performance during the Super Bowl and other times he likes modern stuff that grates my nerves. I guess that makes him normal.