in my never-ending attempt to be all-time-queen dork, i shared my music folder with todd and promojoe today.

first of all, it’s most impressive that i could even figured out how to share that one single folder. neither of the boys were thrilled with my technical-savvy.

so i shared the folder and had to endure the judgement of my musical tastes. thankfully there is nothing too embarrassing in there. promojoe had scads and scads of goofy stuff. air supply, well that’s the only one i can think of.

later in the afternoon promojoe told me why our musical tastes are so different. it seems i like (and i quote) “indie-hipster-too-cool-for-school” stuff.

“are you calling me cool?”
“i wouldn’t go that far.”
“why not?”
“you have a lot of weezer and they just represent all that is bad. they are evil.”
“are you trying to make #1 on the bad man list?”