You know what? I crave nostalgia. I don't mean the one where some shmuck wants to revisit their high school, I mean I'd like to go back to a time I wasn't even born yet. Some time like the fifties when rock n' roll was still young and rebellious. Where going out on Saturday night was fun and you actually had cool places to go. When you were either a rebel or a conformist and you didn't have to justify yourself (you wannabe punks, I'm talking to you!!!) Where taking the Chevy up somewhere hidden to make out or score didn't involve a rap sheet. Where patroning the establishment was still okay, because it didn't have the stigma it does now and people still believed in it and put their hearts and souls into it because they thought about the person buying the end product and realized that it reflected back at themselves....No one gives a shit anymore...