Oh Sarah, what have you unleashed upon us?

I'm writing this from the office while some sort of screechy violin banjo country music drifts in from the living room. The story I got from Mom and Dad was that they were reorganizing the CD collection, and stumbled onto a mixed CD that SARAH mailed to them some time ago. So, (horror of horrors) they decided to see what kind of country was on said CD, and by the time I entered the kitchen a discovery had been made. Mom and Dad actually like country music. And I subsequently realized that I am now outnumbered, and as a result this musical heresy could be remarkably hard to quell. I hope you're satisfied with what you've wrought, Sarah, because there's no telling how far this could go.

With clenched teeth,
Robert