Posted by on Dec 17, 2007 in My Life as a Book, Slices | 3 comments

And with that, he slyly smiled and with some indignation said in a deep, mellow voice, “I have over 5 gigs of Christmas music.” I stuttered for a response.  Should I say something about how the music revolution had left us all empty with mounds of music where we can sort by bitrate or genre but listen to nothing?  Should I congratulate this...

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