I'm Slim and Shady. Coincidence?

I bought Eminem's new album today: Curtain Call, The Hits. I like Eminem, the same way I like Sarah Silverman and Howard Stern and Larry David. He makes me a little nervous. He challenges me to accept satire and irony, which isn't always easy, even for smartasses like me. Mainly though, he expresses rage; pure, unfiltered anger, but in a snarky enough tone he can claim he was joking later, in case he hurts your feelings. He's like if Kurt Cobain had owned all the Family Guy collections on DVD.

And I'm really just a casual fan. A lot of his songs sound like most of his other songs. Going through the tracklist, I noticed a few songs that until now I thought were actually one song, and a couple more that I'll recognize when I hear them, but the titles of which are completely foreign. But it seemed like one of those collections that will last for a long time, and years from now, I'll be glad to have bought it, even if its true potential eludes me for the time being.

And then, on my way out of the parking lot, moving through a green light, someone in an SUV ran a red and almost smashed right into me. She swerved around, and as she drove past, honked and flipped me off.

And that, I thought, is why Eminem has so many hits.

I have it on right now.