Yesterday marked a monumental occasion. I was flipping around the channels and ended up on a Rush concert. Normally that would be enough to make me change to something, anything else, as I generally have an incredibly low tolerance for Geddy Lee and Co. This time, however, I couldn't look away.
My wife still had a touch of sanity left in her. She wrenched the remote from my clutches and changed the station, but not before I ended up with "Limelight" stuck in my head. It could be worse. It could have been Yes instead. I'll take what I can get.