It was a beautiful day as I was driving up to the Dome - just a generally great summer driving day, made even better by the light through the trees, once I got to the mountains.
I thought I'd change my normal radio settings, and find some jazz. Preferably new age jazz, but any would do.
I found just the one station - KKSF. The music was at least "good enough," and I found myself smiling and relaxing as I wound up the mountain.
Until we got to the station identification. This was a fairly well put together mix of various riffs, with an irregularly spaced voiceover declaring "KKSF... smooth jazz... 103.7."
The first three times it was kinda cute. By the fifth, I was yelling at my radio to shut up. I should have changed the station, but a perverse part of me wondered how long it would go.
I think about three minutes, though it felt like ten. I lost track of the number of repetitions.
And I finished my drive with significantly higher blood pressure than I started.
It's almost enough to make me invest in XM...