I was coming home from the Y today, and I heard one of my favorite country songs ever on the radio.

Well I love her
But I love to fish
I spend all day out on this lake
And hell is all I catch
Today she met me at the door
Said I would have to choose
If I hit that fishin' hole today
She'd be packin' all her things
And she'd be gone by noon

Well I'm gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now I'm on this lakeshore
And I'm sittin' in the sun
I'm sure it'll hit me
When I walk through that door tonight
That I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite

Now there's a chance that if I hurry
I could beg her to stay
But that water's right
And the weather's perfect
No tellin' what I might catch today

Well I'm gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now I'm on this lakeshore
And I'm sittin' in the sun
I'm sure it'll hit me
When I walk through that door tonight
That I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite

Yeah, I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite

For some reason, this song just amuses me. It's a creative spin on the "my wife left me" song, and it's sung in such a way as to make one think that he really doesn't care that she will leave him. It's the antithesis of what most people joke about a country song being.

While coming home from MTW's production of Seussical, (Elle and I went to see A Chorus Line and we both enjoyed it immensely), I was listening to the classic rock station in town. I just have a question: since when has Skid Row and Judas Priest been considered classic rock? I'm just curious.