Wednesday, August 27, 2003

25 or 6 to 4

Sometimes I puzzle over things, often for years, without ever thinking to ask someone, "what the hell does that mean?" That happened a while back with this song. I heard it on the radio, had heard it for years, hell, even played a pretty cool jazz version. But I'd never thought to ask.

Of course, until recently, there may have been no easy way to have the right person to ask. But sometimes the net does come through.

The answer: it's a time.

Oh. Now the song makes sense.

Now if I could only find that cartoon music.

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