Here’s the thing that sucks about the new Replacements’ CD “Don’t You Know Who I Think I Was,” I have to listen to it here at work on the computer. And this computer has some sort of weird ‘volume control’ thing that doesn’t let me turn it up loud enough to my liking. I know when the volume is right because I get that special tingle in my ear drums.

Other than that I feel like I’m stuck in some kind of time-warp. I’ve said it before, and it surprises a lot of people, but I don’t listen to The Replacements all that often. They’re my security blanket that I pull out in times of need.

Except, of course, for “I Will Dare.” That song completes me in a totally corny Jerry Maguiresque manner. Every time I hear the opening jangly bits, my heart races. Every single time. Even when it’s just my cellphone ringing.

So what with the ‘mats CD and the impending birthday party tonight, I’m ADD all over the place. I can’t think, I can’t work, I can’t even send hey hottie look over here vibes to the Agency cutie who came in today for a presentation. This pretty much makes worthless. All I seem to be able to do is listen to “Left of the Dial” on repeat and stare into space.

Thankfully, I have tomorrow off. FFJ promises me I will be hungover. I’m not so sure of that, it’s been a long time since I’ve been drunk.