a tiny tits list

By no means as big as the original tits list, which, upon quick review, still holds up, I submit the following item that has been making me happy this week. I should preface this submission with the confession that very little has been making me happy this week, and I am, in fact, thinking a selective serotonin reuptake inhibator (at the very least, a tweak thereof) may be in my future, thus removing me (hopefully) from the 'shitty' to the 'titty' column.

Additionally, let me say that I'm super aware how lame I am, and that fact has probably fed this tits list submission, which is now taking much longer to get to than I intended, so, without further ado, and without any additional commas (except this one --->), I give you the following:

• The drum intro at the 1 minute mark in Night Ranger's Sister Christian

It takes me exactly 12 minutes to get from my house to the bookstore. This song is 4 minutes, 18 seconds long. I listened to it three times en route to work yesterday, because, despite what Jacke Blades and the rest of those Night Ranger boys say, I think they really do want to play with me.

(it's true!)

Actually, I listened to it seven times, but three of those times, I hit 'replay' on my iPod so I could beat on the mini's steering wheel in a perfect replication of how I would play that drum part, which I like to imagine is super easy, but then, when I'm in a mood that doesn't necessarily require SSRIs, I happily think I'm a rock star and that that is easy, so what do I know, you know?

(p.s. This is the kind of scintillating goodness that keeps me awake at four in the morning)