Wow. I love music. It can have such strong associations with people/places/times/events/feelings etc... It makes me dance, it makes me cry, it makes me think, it gets stuck in my head ALL FUCKING DAY LONG...
And I especially love cool lyrics.

I just like this rhyme, from 'hey girl' by Damian Marley-

She said "Junior you're a genius,
you think with your mind and not your penis.
Your gang of Jamaican Al Pacinos,
drinking blue mountain cappuccinos."
Well I said "baby you're the cleanest,
the true definition of what my queen is
Nothing coulda ever really come between us,
share the same room and Jah will feed us"

Rhyming penis with cappuccinos. Who woulda thunk it.
I'm also thinking Matisyahu, the Jewish reggae-rapper who sounds like DMB at times, and 311 at others, is pretty neato.
So much good shit out there. Love it. :)

And just to follow up my last post-
the curls are back. And yeah, it's short. But maybe I don't need to fire Gino quite yet. We'll see.
(Though i'm a little surprised that I walked into grand rounds today- prob 50+ people there- and not ONE person even noticed. Men!!)