Sometime last December, my buddy Sean turned me on to a cool little website called last.fm. I thought it was a cool little app that let me listen to free music and altered its playlist to match my personal taste. I listened to it for a few days until my attention began to wain and ultimately I forgot that I ever signed up.

Cut to Keith 3 months later. Here I was minding my own business when Sean said “I haven’t listened to anything other than the Red Hot Chili Peppers this month.” I looked over at his screen and there it was - Valhalla! Statistics tracking songs played, when they were played, which were his favorites listed and ordered by popularity. The stunning conclusion that my musical choices for that last 3 months were available online crashed home with the thunderous roar of all Earth’s petro-chemicals simultaniously igniting.

If you are anything at all like me you will instantly understand how amazing this is. If not: I probably don’t really care as we have very little in common so even social niceties would be awkward; let alone attempts at friendship.

You will now note my new “This weeks most popular” to the right ->.

Dear Last.fm,

I love you.

Sincerely,

Ironkeith