This morning, after I'd had my coffee and gotten Cole to school, I came back home to start my daily routine. I got Avery squared away, and decided I needed some background music. I fired up Winamp and made a playlist of oldies songs. Al Stewart, Stevie Wonder, The Manhattans, The O'Jays, The Who, The Commodores, Otis Redding, Toto, Heart, Boz Skaggs, Emmylou Harris, Allman Brothers Band, Bob Seger, Brenton Wood, Dan Fogelberg, James Taylor, Carole King, Carly Simon, Little River Band, Juice Newton, Linda Ronstadt, Gordon Lightfoot, George Benson, you name it. I have no idea why I wanted to hear that music, aside from the fact that I love it. No special reason.

I'm working on my ScrapBook and adding tons of pictures to it, and in my search I have discovered pictures I haven't seen in years. A lot of memories I'd all but forgotten, but all good ones. Then later, after I'd taken care of some other stuff, I took a break to have some lunch. I turned the TV on to watch the news, but it was all stuff I ddin't care to watch - so I'm flipping channels and I came across something I had not seen in years, one of the cheesiest movies I've ever seen in my life. It's this movie that my older sisters dragged me to see when I was about Cole's age, this Linda Blair movie about skating called... *gulp*... Roller Boogie. This movie is so bad, it's pure 70's cheese. Which is why watching the last 30 minutes or so of this movie I was laughing my monkey ass off. This movie was the shit in its day. I remember being interested in the skating part of it, especially the trick skaters. It touched off about 6 years worth of skating on my part, on roller skates and later on skateboards.

Ah, memories.