99% of the time when I am in the car I am listening to my I-pod. It is hooked to run through my car stereo and it works just swell.
About once a month I rotate the songs on my I-pod so it is always fresh and does not get tiresome since I only go through the rotation two or three times a month tops.
Currently I have 354 songs on my I-pod. they are a weird mish-mash...the odd Johnny Cash song, a lot of Southern Gospel, some rap, a bit of classical, some hard rock, a bit of classic rock, a little bit of contemporary, some ska, and of course some Weird Al.
On a percentage basis, you are probably 1% likely to stumble on a rap song, 1% a hard rock song, 1% classical, 10% classic rock, 2% "other", 10% Weird Al, 25% ska/new age/pseudo-rap, and 50% southern Gospel.
Most days it is random.
There is a one in 354 chance of having the right song playing today.
And yet...when I got in, started the car, clicked on my I-pod, there it was...Sir Mix A Lot thundering out, "You're Messing with My bad Side".
There were 353 worse choices today. Today...the Ipod got it right.
Talk to you Monday.
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