Shine on, you crazy telemarketer

Okay, that was creepy. I was just ripping Anna's CD of Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here, and was staring right at the track listing when the phone rang. "Hi," the gentleman said, "this is Roger Waters." Aiee! *hides under the futon* (Turns out it was just some guy trying to sell me a newspaper subscription. So unless Roger's career has tanked worse than I thought....)

Oh, and while I'm here: Happy birthday, shadesong!