OK, so I start casually dating this guy a few months ago. He is an American who now
splits his time equally between Germany and LA due to his work. Naturally, most of our
*while he's in Germany* communication is through email. I am thinking he is a real
cool guy. A smart, funny, athletic head-turner that plays some mean keyboards. Then
I get this in my email box today:
"I must admit that I really don't know too much about Joanie Mitchell. Uh, "This land
is your land"? I'm a closet ABBA boy myself. I also like k.d. lang's earlier works (up
to ca. 1996)."
Note to self: Next time you date someone, have the music conversation first.
Yikes! He even met my parents.
With regrets,
Coyote Rick
