“Will it play in Peoria?” Ever since I left the heart of Illinois, this phrase has been a constant rejoinder when I divulge my hometown to new acquaintances. Strangely enough, during my morning commute from Santa Fe to Los Alamos a few months ago, my own car radio reminded me that not even the sparsely populated mountains of Northern New Mexico can insulate me from that famous idiom:
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Direct Hits is a series where we talk about random songs that no one remembers but, for whatever reason, hit you directly in the feels whenever you hear them. Send us your own.
February 2004: I’m a senior in high school.… Read More
Direct Hits is a series where we talk about weird songs that no one remembers but, for whatever reason, hit you directly in the feels whenever you hear them.
I heard a clip of the song “He Loves U Not” recently on the podcast Internet Explorer (er, that is, “Buzzfeed’s Internet Explorer”).… Read More
Maybe it’s the fact that I’m a childless adult who doesn’t live near family, or maybe it’s that I’ve never been big on grand outward displays of affection or on being the center of attention, but – and I know I’m not alone in this – the holidays aren’t really my thing.… Read More
I could ask my husband to drive me the half-mile to the bus stop every morning. I doubt he’d want to do it, but it’s not an unreasonable request. The walk is perfectly pleasant in nice weather, but when it’s humid, below 20 degrees or raining, it’s a fairly miserable eight minutes.… Read More