Rickroll'd

I know I wasn't planning to blog again until Wednesday, but sometimes special circumstances tear us from our promises.

Case in point, tonight I walked into the local 24 hour grocery and heard the greatest song of the 80s:

They play some ridiculous American pop in Budapest, but Rick Astley is in another league.  There's nothing I wouldn't give for that denim two-piece.

Correction:  Astley is British.  Not sure if this is America's loss or gain.