I got a surprise in the mail the other day: A magazine that I've never subscribed to. Oh, joy.
What's more, it was an issue of Rolling Stone! WTF? I might have mentioned it on Facebook before, but I'm actually not a huge music head. I'll listen to my favorite tunes here and there, but I'm not obsessed about music the way most people are. Definitely not to the point where I need a magazine devoted to the subject arriving in my mailbox every month.
How did this happen, I wonder? I've never even once expressed interest in Rolling Stone magazine. Not that it's not a fine publication. It has a pretty good rep from what I hear tell. It's just not for me.
However -- here's where it gets strange. Although I may have never even so much as thumbed distractedly through an issue of this magazine, I did in fact have my eye on purchasing the current issue off the newsstand for one very obvious reason:
So how freaky coincidental is it that the very issue I was ogling at the supermarket just happened to show up in my mailbox--addressed specifically to ME, mind you--just a mere couple of days after setting eyes on this cover?
And, yes, oh what a fabulous cover it is -- good lord!!! *drools*
Those of you new to my blog might not know this, but I have a HUGE crush on Rihanna. Prior evidence of which exists in entries found here and here. Sure, this came about during her pre- crazy-as-a-cat-in-a-burlap-sack phase which she seems to be in at the moment . . . but HOT is still HOT. I cannot deny it. And neither should you.
Back to . . . um . . . magazines now. If you really must know I subscribe to Scientific American, Astronomy, Archeology, and Discover mags. These are the subjects which rock my boat, magazine-wise. And they're also about all I have time for these days. If Rolling Stone keeps coming to me for free, though, then maybe I'll add it to my stack. But somehow I suspect this is just a one-time promotional ploy due to my recent purchase of concert tickets to go see Def Leppard live in July. It's an anniversary gift for my wife, in case you're wondering. But me and my Rihanna-obsessed daydreams thank the bulk mail gods nonetheless. Good looking out, y'all!
So, er, if you want something to talk about in the comments: which magazines do you all subscribe to?