Already? When I'm 65? Wheezing into your mask as the respirator plays your last tune? Not until the dancing calacas kick their bony heels together? The day of the Lord?

Yea, I know, a bit overly dramatic, but do you keep snagging music that you don't really need, just because that's what we do? Have you ever thought of just letting it go, being content with what you have? I guess the ipod and the switch to computer controlled playback of our music collections has led many people to jump down off the bandwagon. But isn't it still fun to get hold of the unknown, that first listen, and the next ten, kind of like why many of us will camp out in front of the TV on Sunday with a supply of beer and pork rinds, to see the future in real time, instead of just waiting for the quick recap after all of the damage is calculated. The thrill of victory, and all that.

I can't stop, but that's just me. Just grabbed a copy of Dear Science at the local vinyl emporium, but haven't even unwrapped it yet, and probably won't for a few days. Feels good in the hand, though