I think iTunes-esque single downloadable songs are the greatest invention since the disposable sanitary napkin. (Yeah, that’s a good reason not to time travel right there.)

I graduated in 1990, so I did the middle and high school thing in the mid- to late eighties, and I remember sitting with my little boombox, waiting for my favorite song to come on the radio so I could hit the record button on the cassette. Sure it was crappy, with the DJ cutting in at the beginning and end, but at least I had my song.

Then came the CD, which was the greatest invention since sliced bread. Now I could skip the nine songs on the CD I didn’t like by pushing a button rather than rewinding, fast-forwarding and ejecting. So worth paying all that money for the CD to get the two songs I did like.

But now? Love a song, buy the song. That simple. Hell, I can even buy it while soaking in the tub. How awesome is that? (You know, until I actually drop the iPod Touch into the tub, at which point I will cry.)

My latest acquisition is “It’s America” by Rodney Atkins. Hot damn, there’s a feel good country song. I’m not sure if I connected with the song because I heard it for the first time on a day I was rabidly, foaming-at-the-mouth, batshit pissed at a fellow author spewing anti-American shit on her blog, but I love it.

It’s a high school prom
It’s a Springsteen song
It’s a ride in a Chevrolet

It’s a man on the moon
And fireflies in June
And kids sellin’ lemonade

It’s cities and farms
It’s open arms
One nation under God
It’s America

(As to the post title, yes, my car is German. We have always had and will always have, however, a Chevy truck. Like a rock, baby!)