Summertime Syndrome

On the way home from my class tonight, I was listening to the radio. Summertime came on.
I immediately got the chills. Not the good kind of chills - the oh my god I think I'm going to puke kind of chills.

Way to go, MOA folks. Seriously, who was responsible for this.?

I did the math. The crude math. Math and I have never been good friends, or I may have gone into epidemiology. While I'm at it, holla at Team Diarrhea.

Back to the crude math... Assuming that we stood in the rotunda from 11:30 until 6:30, and assuming that the loop was about 15 minutes long (~5 minutes for the Today Show, ~4 minutes for the Summertime Video, and ~6 minutes for the making-of segments), that means that we heard Summertime approximately 12 times per hour, multiplied by seven hours... That equals oh my word, I'm going to be sick.

Was that intentional? It's seriously messed up if it was, and if it was a mistake and/or oversight - wow. I hope somebody got a good tongue-lashing. I'm not going to wish firing upon them, because that would be really cruel in this economy.

I just don't understand it... It was like my freshman year of college when the girl who lived across the hall from me played "Glycerine" by Bush at top volume all day and all night for an ENTIRE WEEKEND. Seriously Claire, what was up with that???

Is anybody else suffering PTSD from Summertime, or is it just me?

In other news, if we have any wealthy long-lost relatives out there who would like to subsidize and/or just outright pay for us to go to Boston, now's the time to show your face. We're getting ready to part with our tickets to the September 28 show (Heidi - we'll be in touch). We would love to go, but I need a new car someday soon, so... something's got to give.