Last week my blacksmith came by to trim the horses, and I was listening to All Things Considered. He did his work and we talked...the normal stuff. Then he asked if my RADIO WAS BROKEN???? I didn't know what he meant! He wanted to know why it didn't play music and it just talked, talked, talked! I laughed and tried to explain...he shook his head in disbelief. This morning, I went to go pick up feed & the guy loading the hay for me asked me what in the world I was listening to. I just shook my head. It was Morning Edition. It would blow all their minds if they caught me listening to classical music! *sigh* You can put the girl into the country, buy her chickens, a goat, and horses, but you can't make me give up my NPR!!!!