Well ... I remember the 60's and early 70's and I smoked pot and engaged in free love and had long straight hair that I rolled in beer cans every night to make it straight and I believed the words of all the peace and love songs I used to play and I played in coffee houses and smoked cigaretts and drank coffee sweetened with honey and ate hash brownies and I was sent to a finishing school after college to learn to take shorthand because in order to get a job I had to type 90 words per minute and take shorthand at 120 words per minute and had wonderful boyfriends and we believed we were going to change the world and I marched across the 14th Street Bridge in Washington DC with a lighted candle for peace and I dodged tires and chicken shit on May Day 1970 trying to get to work and then everything changed and disco became popular and I decided it was all for nothing ... moonchild