As I have posited this exercise to every living thing I have ever met, I have a handy response to virtually any desert island querie. I still can't decide which breakfast cereal I'd take along (Life, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch are all heavy hitters in that particular debate), but I have thought about such questions with staggering regularity. So often, in fact, that I should probably avoid traveling to any desert islands for fear of an ironic death.
That being the case, we'll forge into the Great Known with the requisite "Three Desert Island Albums, No Mixtapes Allowed, In Any Order."
Beatles - White Album
Pixies - Doolittle
Public Enemy - Fear of a Black Planet
I am suddenly reminded of an enormous 100 disc CD player I had in college. When put in shuffle mode, there were certain songs that would get played far more often than the would "random" would ordinarily suggest. We (the roomies and I) realized that the thing clearly had a personality, and began to look for signs of intelligence. And while I never caught my CD player playing chess or reading Seneca, you could tell who was sitting in the room by which songs it chose.
Now I'm wondering what the rest of my top ten desert island albums would look like. Hmmm... more to come indubitably.
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I'm more inclined to lean towards dessert island, in which my top 3 would be (in no particular order):
Strawberry Shortcake
Raspberry Cheesecake
Grandma's Peach Cobbler
These could also double as breakfast thus negating your previous quandary.
Additionally these could triple as my favorite sexual maneuvers, but first we must erase the grandma part from our minds.
I remember the top 3 being one of the first conversations we ever had, I'm with you on the White Album. Miss you old or should I say former roommie.
JJ
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