If I got that auto-reply from one of my staff, I would immediately call them up and have them change it. I’m not a hard ass, but certain things should not be jokey-jokey.

Sgt. Pepper’s - no surprise there.

Sgt. Pepper’s - no surprise there.

The wi-fi is spotty at Burger King...

Zojirushi for the win. I’ve had coffee stay warm 24 hours after pouring. I’m drinking some now that was brewed 4 hours ago, and it’s piping hot.

Zojirushi for the win. I’ve had coffee stay warm 24 hours after pouring. I’m drinking some now that was brewed 4…

Oh, I know this, but for me, it makes me feel better. Like a placebo.

Terry Gross is my go-to when I want to be reminded of what I’m listening to every five minutes.

It would be nice if they got an actual Scot to play the role. I bet the accent will be Mel Gibson -10.

I don’t get the whole picture taking in museums - especially of paintings. What’s the point? To prove you were there?

That one woman looks like she’s gonna throw up.

I remember the radio, record player and tape decks were firmly in the control of my parents when I was at the itsy-bitsy spider age. If I wanted to listen to The Muppets Movie record, for example, I had to ask permission, and then listen to it in the basement with the door closed.

Didn’t read my comment, did you? It’s great if your kids hear what you play. If they like it, great. If not, shut up about it and let them enjoy whatever music they like.

When I was a kid, I heard what came before, and most all of it was utter shit. Between prog-rock, disco and adult contemporary, I was nauseated. Shit like Steely Dan and Styx and The Eagles was enough to drive a kid mad.

Sure - the middle ground is simple: as an adult, play your music when you want, as you would normally. If your kids hear it, great. If they like it, wonderful - now you have something in common. But don’t think you have to hold court, and make sure your kids understand the nuances of a Lynyrd Skynyrd record.

Not what I said at all. Making what you like available to your kids is one thing. Forcing them to “appreciate” it is another.

Just because Led Zepplin isn’t bouncy and bubble gum like KC & the Sunshine Band doesn’t meant they’re not pop music. “Pop” is short for “popular.”

I clearly saw what you were trying to do. Cliches aren’t jokes.

You do realize “pop music” is short for “popular music,” right? It’s not just bubble gum, it’s every genre, every group heard and enjoyed by the masses. Dylan surely isn’t Top 40 radio any longer, but there was a day when the waves were chocked up with Tambourine Man.

I actually think you need a good sense of humor, and a good sense of fun, overall, to realize it’s ok for a kid to blaze its own trail when it comes to personal taste. I wouldn’t hide my own taste from the kid, but I wouldn’t try to “expose” him/her from the garbage I listen to (no matter how much I, and others like…