One thing that always takes me back… the Who.

When my wife and I were dating, I had a car with a casette deck. (some of you may have to go ask your parents what that is. It’s okay, we’ll wait.) It had a feature where when it reached the end of the tape it would automatically switch to the other side (called “autoreverse,” and it wasn’t on every tape deck – you had to look for it. Yes, I’m a fucking dinosaur. At least I didn’t have the 8 track anymore by the time this takes place)

Anyway. I had a car, which is pertinant to this story, and in the car was a tape deck, and in the tape deck was a copy of Hooligans, which could play for hours (thanks to the autoreverse and a Sears Die Hard) and to this day just about any time I hear a song by the Who (5:15 just came on the radio, I’m out of my brain on the train) I can remember the orgasmic fun we had in that car, hiding out near the water tower.

Back when we could actually do gymnastics in a Datsun.

Not that I’m old now or anything…

(thanks to Michael for the photo, and thanks to the Who for reminding me of high school)