I said I'd give my life for just one kiss

Some mornings, you really just have to listen to the power ballads. Of course, today was the first day that we had to park in the new Davis Garage, so I had to lower the volume while I was rockin' out to Skid Row so I could hear the police officer tell me where to park it. (Is 38 too high to have your volume? Who's done the definitive study on where hearing loss begins and rockin' out ends? Perhaps it's a bad sign that I can't hear my cell phone over my music. Perhaps not. And while we're parenthetical here, whatever happened to Skid Row?)