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January 6th, 2010
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Zeroes, zeroes, zeroes mean so much
The current playlist of the moment on my hyPod*:

"One More Mile," Muddy Waters
"10 Miles," Infernal
"100 Miles," Bad Company
"1,000 Miles," Vanessa Carlton
"10,000 Miles," Mary Chapin Carpenter [or Juno Reactor]
"100,000 Miles," Spearhead/Michael Franti
"Million Miles," Bob Dylan [or Fuel]
"10 Million Miles," Patty Griffin
"93 Million Miles," 30 Seconds To Mars

(Other notables: 8, 20, 25, 500)

See also.

* Term via momentrabbit, though I am really stretching its original usage: "a hyPo-thetical musical Device that plays songs that don't exist yet". (source) Here I'm speaking more in the sense of "my imaginary music player that has whatever arbitrary (albeit real) songs on it that I need to in order to make my current point."

Current Location: ~spiral
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: "How Many Miles To Babylon," Yngwie Malmsteen

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Date:January 6th, 2010 08:43 pm (UTC)

RE: Current Music

Four score and ten.
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Date:January 6th, 2010 08:49 pm (UTC)

Re: Current Music

Or "eight and eight, and other eight," depending on how much you trust the Scots. ;-)
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Date:January 6th, 2010 10:11 pm (UTC)
I also have Dune - Million Miles From Home, or is that too much extra text?
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Date:January 6th, 2010 10:36 pm (UTC)
The journey to the Sun begins with a single mile. And ends with you burning to death.
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Date:January 7th, 2010 01:40 am (UTC)
Aww, I hate journeys like that!
Date:January 7th, 2010 01:00 am (UTC)
I am pleasantly chuffed. n.n
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Date:January 7th, 2010 05:18 am (UTC)
how about 200?

Cowboy Junkies, 200 More Miles

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
for one hour of this night

Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire


You should listen. Really.
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