My Special Man Friend ("MSMF") has a playlist in his music library called "Peak Sax 1983", a grouping of early 80's songs with massive amounts of saxophone.
I haven't heard the playlist yet and didn't realize MSMF had such a huge playlist library until I saw a screenshot of it. I'd like to think that one day I'm going to sit down and catalog my music and create awesomely titled playlists but honestly who has time for that shit? The only time I get remotely close to doing this is for Burning Man every year, where in the wee hours of the night the day before I leave I desperately throw a playlist together for the trip to the burn hoping when I hit play it isn't Rick Astley's "Never Gonna Give You Up" 140 times.
It looks like MSMF is in charge of music at work because the other day he texted me this funny verbal exchange with his co-worker, all through facial masks. Keep that in mind.
*Peak Sax 1983 playing in the warehouse*
G-$: "What are we listening to?"
MSMF: "My Peak Sax mix."
G-$: "OH... How long does it play?"
MSMF: "It's short. Six or seven songs...?"
G-$: *staring*
G-$: "That's not exactly peak sex then."
Noting like a little saxy time at work.
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
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