While listening to REO Speedwagon’s Can’t Fight This Feeling and driving down the Interstate:
Me: I love REO Speedwagon.
Friend: Yeah, me too.
Me: No wonder people used to make out to this stuff, huh?
Friend: Used to? I still would!
Me: Alright, me too… but this song bothers me.
Friend: Why?
Me: Because, why should he have to give all that up for love? Why should he have to “bring his ship into the shore and throw away the oars?” No one should have to give that up. I mean, isn’t being in love supposed to be nice, and freeing. Aren’t you supposed to feel good about what you do and who you are and the things you love? You shouldn’t have to give up your ship. That’s just wrong.
Friend: They’re not talking about an actual ship.
Me: What?
Friend: It means he’s giving up all the woman chasing. It’s a metaphor.
Me: Oh.
Friend: …
Me: Well it’s a good thing because that would just be stupid. I would never do that.
Friend: Well I don’t think you’ll ever have to make that choice.
Me: Gee, thanks. I’ll never find love.
Friend: No, genius, because you’ll never have a ship.
Me: Gee, thanks. No love and no boat. Great.
Friend: Oh geez!
Me: What? You never know? The odds are about the same for both.
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