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I Am Skooter
So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
When I'm walking under stars / I covet all the waning hours
— Neko Case, Tightly
April 1, 2005
so the pope’s dying

But did he have to fuck with my ability to listen to music?

Ever since I got home, my Squeezebox has been flashing three words - in very large type, because that’s how I left it:
GRAVELY ILL POPE
that’s it.

It plays one song, and then won’t queue the next one. Even after I’ve changed the settings to shut off the RSS feed.

Ok. I get it. I’ve sinned. A little. Or a lot, depending on your perspective.

Now get off of me. You’re not the Pope of me! I want to hear the next song.

Posted by skooter at 9:01 PM This entry is filed under Music.
This entry is tagged: Music, Pope, Squeezebox

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