Don't you hate it when you get an earworm of a song you don't really know? Right now the lines "driving that train, high on cocaine/Casey Jones you better something something something..." ("move it along"?) keep repeating themselves in my mind. Not that I'm blaming anybody, but it's almost as bad as the time I got a line and a half from "Cocaine Cowgirl" in my head that kept trying to turn into "Cowgirl In the Sand," which I didn't really know at the time either.

The solution in that case was to get the CD and learn "Cocaine Cowgirl" in its entirety--and I think we all know how that turned out.

I foresee Grateful Dead records in my immediate future. I'm just sayin'.