I just had a really excellent nap. After breakfast, I just lay back on the couch, closed my eyes, and drifted off into nowhere. I know I dreamed a bunch. I woke up a few times, and knew with certainty that I had just been in a dream a moment ago, but I couldn't remember any of the content. It didn't matter.

Now I'm downloading nice high quality oggs from Dark Side of the Moon and listening to them. Yeah, I should have bought that album years ago, but a guy of my means, is only capable of supporting the RIAA to a limited degree, even when I had a well paying job.

I do find it amusingly ironic that the servers I am downloading the music from reside in a location that was considered "the enemy" at the time the music was created. We are at war with Eurasia. We have always been at war with Eurasia. We will always be at war with Eurasia.

Now, back to the sounds of the late 60s.

P.S. Scratch that. It's timeless. Everything -- the lyrics, the tunes, the sound effects -- are just as applicable today as they were then. That's what makes a classic.