Nothing in particular went wrong, but nothing really went right, either. Well, Lisa did manage to find me a 5th Avenue bar, which seem to have disappeared from the shelves of 7-11 and others that sell that kind of thing, so that was nice.
Otherwise, though, I've just felt kind of...off.
I actually looked forward to my workout today. Not for any endorphin rush or sense of accomplishment, but for the music therapy.
At first, I wasn't sure what I wanted to listen to.
I felt a little like I was a teenager, and wanted to go in my room, close the door and play something loud because no one understands.
But I didn't just want something loud just for the point of being loud. I wanted something that fit that criteria, but also didn't take itself too seriously.
I'm not going to get into the argument about which incarnation of the band was better. Since there were more albums with David Lee Roth than with Sammy Hagar, it's not really a fair fight. Besides, I think those earlier albums had the better sense of humor, which was a little of what I was looking for.
Anyway, here's what my device shuffled out of my Van Halen Playlist today...
"Runnin' With The Devil"
"Best Of Both Worlds"
"Everybody Wants Some!"
"Hot For Teacher"
"Dancing In The Street"
"Finish What Ya Started"
"Dance The Night Away"
Hope you're having a day good enough to equal Van Halen and a 5th Avenue bar!