2453 Red Balloons

My mom just sent me an e-mail in which she asked if I wanted any of the CDs she'd already downloaded onto her iPod. She attached a list of every single song, sorted into a spreadsheet by track, artist, album and music type. The file is 1.3 MB. Meeeegggggaaaaa biiiiiiitsssss. That's big, yo. I'm guessing you can transfer your iTunes song list into a Word spreadsheet, so don't go thinking she's some kind of obsessive shut-in, at least on account of the spreadsheet. But the shear girth of the list was so very impressive! Classical, country, jazz, New Age (gag), rock, world, folk, pop, electronica/dance (what the hell? Mom, are you doing x?). Everything. Two thousand, four hundred and fifty-three songs. And she makes awesome lasagna and is a killer tennis player.

Anyway, here's my favorite:

You're All I Need To Get By / Aretha Franklin / Potterybarn Divas / Jazz

The fact that my off-the-charts, anti-establishment, Buy Blue, liberal mom has a song off of an album entitled Pottery Barn Divas makes me bellly laugh. It's like catching Dick Cheney sipping a soy chai latte while trying on some old Birkenstocks at a garage sale.

(Just teasin, Mom. I really want that new Pink Martini album!)