This is dedicated to all the women I dated through the years (and the one I eventually married) who had to come into a “guy’s” bathroom that was not only really disgusting, but lacking in proper amounts of toilet paper.  Also to my sisters and mom for pretty much the same reason… You’ve never felt wrath like that of a woman who needs just a couple sheets to wrap things up… you’ve been warned…

1977′s “Running On Empty” by Jackson Browne was an album that featured traditional live recordings plus recordings produced in  hotel rooms and on the tour bus.  But unlike other live albums of the day that were filled with loud, rockin’ versions of a groups biggest hits, this album was all new material.  Who would have thunk it, eh?
:)