What a time machine music can be!

I spent Thursday night in front of my computer, sucking down a bottle of Shiraz and sifting through gigs of various music. I clicked on Scar Tissue and I found myself at the Bellingham Drive In Theater waiting to watch a double feature with my then-boyfriend. I selected "It's Good to be King" and I was driving my 85 Honda Accord down Prairie Rd, smoking a certain leafy substance with Bryn. When I heard "November Rain" I remembered the good days when MTV actually featured music videos instead of scantily clad college students at Spring Break.

I remembered other things, like my first stereo, cassette tape (the Bangles) and compact disc (Eagles: Hotel California).

That was ages ago. Where has time gone?

I turned 25 today. It's hard to believe that a quarter century of my life has already passed. Oddly, it feels like only yesterday when I graduated High School. At this rate, I'll be 50 before I know it.

And now, an ode to music, memory and friendship!

The Rock of 1997... ah Annie, some of the best times I had were with you! Remember running from the cops that Labor Day weekend at the Sumas Rodeo?

Joy, talk about ZZ Top and that crazy party in Van Zandt when we moshed so hard to "Break Stuff" we made the house leap. You have a knack for bringing out my inner lunatic!

Bryn... Burlington Hill, girlfriend. All in all, there are too many songs between you and I. Just where should I begin, sister in all but blood?

Thanks for everything guys...