i’ve been lazily going about picking up the joint today. i put the itunes on party mix or whatever that new-fangled feature is, and just been sort of hanging out listening. then st. paul westerberg’s “what a day for a night” came on and it felt like someone was wrapping me in an old, soft sweater. it just fits so nice. it made me warm in the pit of my stomach and i started singing along.

then it was ike reilly’s “duty free” and i cannot even remember the last time i listened to that song.

then it was “tailspin” by the jayhawks followed by frank sinatra singing “swinging on a star” and then “sound of settling” by death cab for cutie. and just when i was about to be completely flabbergasted by my astoundingly good taste in music, kenny rogers’ “coward of the county” came on. but i was quickly redeemed by squeeze’s “tempted.” which always just makes me think of jeff johnson and amy skal and being stupid and 22.

now my throat is sorta dry and scratchy because i’ve sang along, really quite loud to each song that’s come on. when one comes on that i don’t want to sing along to, i’ve just been refreshing my party mix.

this is really entirely more fun than i would have ever imagined. it’s playing songs i forgot i had, and songs i didn’t realize i knew by heart. but mostly it’s just making me happy on a sunday afternoon and around here we can use as much happy as possible on sundays.