I know it dates me as an old fart, but I tell ya, am I the only one who BLARES good old rock-and-roll on the way into work?  It must be my landscaper-roots that gets me up so early, but there I was, 5:52am this morning, screaming up I-5 through the dark Terwilliger Curves, racing through the rain and the mist, when I realized my speakers were on level nine (out of ten), with David Lee Roth screamin’ Aint Talking ‘Bout Love, by Van Halen, that I wondered: Do most men my age start their pre-coffee day this way?  It gets my blood flying!!!