That’s how long it would take to listen to every ’80s song I currently have.
Plus an additional 2.7 hours for all the non-’80s Michael Jackson songs.
Perhaps someday I should just spend an entire weekend listening to ’80s?
Frankly, while it’s a great song, I’d rather stick a marshmallow poker in my eye than have that as my personal number. 30 to 40 calls a day? Plus any associated wrist slashing that may be involved? No thank you.
Also think of the reaction you’d get if you gave someone your number:
You: Yeah, it’s 867-5309.
Hot Girl: Pigcrap, loser. What do you take me for?
You: No, I’m serious!
Hot Girl: Me too. I’m becoming a lesbian.
I got some new CDs today. There was an offer at Borders for three CDs at 40% off, so I took them up on it.
When I got there, I realized there aren’t many more ’80s songs I need. I have 34+ hours now and anything I get is going to be highly repetitive.
So I decided to go with my second favorite genre: jazz. But not just any jazz. I mean, I have CDs and songs from classics like Herbie Hancock and John Coltrane, but my favorite kind of jazz is the of the über-cheesy variety. (Yeah, there seems to be a theme with my musical tastes.)
My favorite jazz artist is Kenny G. 😛 His hair is awesome too and reminds me of the ’80s—perhaps this is why I like him.
Anyway, I got two of his CDs to complement the two I already had.