Eight days a week. These songs realllly evoke strong memories of my childhood. My grandpa gave me a transistor radio with an earphone for my eighth birthday. Even back on the top bunk, listening to Cousin Brucie on WABC, or the good guys on WMCA, in the Winer family's Jackson Heights apartment, DaveNet was rocking out. Hey diddle diddle, I'll play my fiddle.
Every new website begets more websites.
If I have one, I want my friend to have one, so I can point to it. And so they can point to my site. Someday I'll be able to walk a network of friendships, automatically knowing that each of us has mutual friends. It'll be cool. Eventually, the online world will be managed by women.