No good music anymore??

I'm tired of the music on my iPod. I've been listening to the same stuff for a decade (or two) now, because there is no new GOOD music. Or maybe I just expect too much. I think I'm officially old, because everything on the radio is CRAP. I really miss Rage (Against the Machine). But alas, there's hope. Zack de la Rocha just put out a CD under the the name One Day As A Lion. I'm going to give it a try. But, dang it all, if the rest aren't dead. I need some new Blind Melon, Nirvana or Sublime- but, oh no, they all had to go and die. Every generation had that happen I suppose. All the good musicians are so drugged out of their heads they can't not kill themselves.
Then there's the stuff like Jack Johnson, Ben Harper and G Love- but they all have the same problem. Don't get me wrong, I really like all three, but after 2 albums, it all sounds the same.
I guess I'll forever listen to what I've got on the old iPod now. I mean , c'mon, Def Leppard still rocks!

Water Is Basic- Sudan

Do you really want to help the people in Sudan instead of just talking about what George Clooney and Brad Pitt are doing there? Then get in on what my church is doing there RIGHT NOW. Building wells so the people can stop dying from drinking dirty water. Go to WaterIsBasic.org and do something- today.

August 2, 1973

Today is my birthday. The big 3-5. And I'm sitting here doing what I do everyday. Hoping my baby stays asleep for just a little bit longer and waiting for the damn dog to bark at nothing and wake her up. Happens every stinkin' time. But what am I gonna do? Get rid of her? The dog, I mean. She's 11 years old. Or 77. And again, that brings me back to- ugh- getting older. But what's the alternative? NOT getting older? Then that means...you didn't make it. So, a few gray hairs- ok- several gray hairs is just alright with me. Until my next hair appointment. But I digress....

Why do we celebrate birthdays anyway? So we can sing the same old song to the person who doesn't really want to be celebrating getting older? Maybe I'll start doing what my aunt has always done. We have no idea how old she is because no one knows when her birthday is. She has never celebrated one, as far as I know. And when you ask her, she won't answer you. As kids, we always thought that it was sacrilege to not acknowledge a birthday. What about cakes and presents and singing??? But I think she was onto something.

So next year, don't ask...and I won't tell.