If it werenโ€™t for the amazing performance of the 2006 Detroit Tigers, I would say that nothing has put more smiles on my face this year than the mad-dog lefty responses to my article on the 50 greatest conservative rock songs. Theyโ€™ve come in emails to NRO, theyโ€™ve been posted on blogsโ€“and they all seem extremely frustrated by the fact that: 1) conservatives exist, and 2) we might find anything to like about rock and roll. Oh the joy, to have caused them so much aggravation.

One response, however, is irresistible: Its author is a high-school buddy of mine who now runs a music website in Seattle. Letโ€™s just say that after graduation, I took a right turn and she took a left turn. Anyway, she thinks what Iโ€™ve done is โ€œsick and wrong.โ€ But at least she has a sense of humor about it. And she has pictures. Or, to be precise, she has one picture of me, which must have been taken nearly 20 years ago. If anything is โ€œsick and wrong,โ€ itโ€™s that picture. Iโ€™m sad to say itโ€™s authentic. (Dana: Were you saving it for a Senate confirmation hearing or something? Perhaps youโ€™ve concluded, correctly, that I passed โ€œunconfirmableโ€ quite some time ago.)

If you must gawk at the photo, gentle reader, go here. And while youโ€™re at it, read the blog. Samuel Johnson once joked, โ€œOf all the noises, I think music is the least disagreeable.โ€ Iโ€™m thinking something similar right now.