So, on our way back from Wheeling we got close enough to Columbus to switch to local stations on the radio. Ross’s favorite station – other than the sports talk radio – is an oldies station. When you say oldies station, I think about the stations I listened to as a kid in the car with my parents. Music from the 50’s and sixties. I did not equate “oldies” to mean the 80’s and 90’s!

Anyway, this station was playing a Casey Kasem countdown from 1979. Also, for those of you who don’t know who Casey Kasem was, I don’t know what to say to you. Basically, he was Ryan Seacrest before Ryan Seacrest. And at this point, the countdown was all disco. Which, I’m not sure why there was that much disco in the world and how the human race survived it.

Ross: It all sounds the same.

Me: It’s dance music. It has to or you don’t have the right beat for the dance.

Ross: Oh, I guess that’s true. Then that’s why all that techno house music sounds the same too.

Me: Right.

Then this song came on and it was like number six that week back in 1979 when I was 1 year old.

 

This is the conversation that followed.

Ross: What did Bruce ever due to them?

Me: Bring them down? I mean, they seem very adamant about going out onto the floor and dancing. And how much of a downer do you think Bruce was to justify an entire song about it?

Ross: Listen Bruce! I just took all this coke and I’m going out there to dance. You better not bring me down.

Me: I’m going out there in my big shoes, bell bottom pants, and damn it! I’m going to dance on that lighted floor like there’s no tomorrow. DO. NOT. BRING. ME. DOWN.

Ross: Do you think they had the coke because of the lighted floor or the other way around.

Me: I think you can’t have the lighted floor without the coke. Or, at least, you shouldn’t.

Ross: Ah, cocaine is a hellova drug.

Me: Don’t bring him down, man.

Ross: We have to stop this.

Scarlett: Stop talking, guys.

She’s two and a half by the way.