Somehow, thirty years have slipped by and it's time for my high school reunion. One of the coordinators sent me a list of the top 100 songs from 1978. Here's what I wrote back: Can we just pretend 1978 was not our year? Those really are lame. I had managed to block the lyric "three times a lady" from my mind, until it jumped out at me and stirred up the old motion sickness. I vote for the whole Patsy Cline to Pretenders continuum, with emphasis on classics. This must be why I'm on a farm, enjoying old music and...