It’s apparently Video Day here: Bob Seger’s Night Moves.

Because Like a Rock was actually a little depressing for my mood. Then again, that can be a hazard with listening to Bob Seger. Don’t get me wrong: I kind of miss not being 18 anymore myself. But only kind of, because frankly back then I was a schmuck.

What was that? “What’s changed?”

Hardy har har. I’m a much more refined schmuck now.