I was listening to "Tusk" by Fleetwood Mac, which is a really good record, by the way. Everyone bought "Rumors," and then there was probably a lot of hype for their next record, and although it is a double album packed with great songs, it didn't sell nearly as well as its predecessor. Perhaps releasing the double album was a bad idea, or they didn't pick the right singles, who knows?
Anyway, while I was paying bills and listening to Lindsey and Stevie and the gang, I was mixing up a protein shake with a whisk, and when I got up to switch to side 3 (of the two record set), my fingers got protein powder all over the vinyl. That shit is impossible to get off of there. If someone is robbing your house, be sure they play with your vinyl collection because it will leave a pefect damn print.
This got me thinking that in the 1970's and 1980's when everyone was tooting cocaine like it was going out of style, people must have gotten coke residue on their vinyls all the time. I'm just picturing a hairy guy in his leisure suit doing countless rails of blow before hitting the disco in search of foxy ladies, rubbing coke fingerprints all over his copy of KC and the Sunshine Band's 1976 release, "Part 3."
In other news, be sure to check out my open letter Chris, the guy Ali shot down in the latest season of "The Bachelorette." I think you'll find it insightful and wonderfully stupid like only the Good Doctor can do.