Today I had my windows open while I was cleaning/doing laundry/etc. I have an Airport Express base station, which provides my internet connection but which is also plugged into my Kenwood receiver so that I can listen to iTunes on my computer and play it through there. When the windows are open, you can hear the music outside a bit.
So Dream Theater is on and this like 50-something, filthy, skanky black guy comes up to my window while I'm folding my clothes and asks me the following question:
"Hey, is this the new Dream Theater, my nigga?"
I told him that it was. He then said:
"Shit, I gotta get my black ass to the record store."
He shambled off, mumbling to himself, leaving me to wonder what the hell I had just witnessed.
Anyway, congrats Lio on the awesomeness that is the fucking Filth Home!