A Quote by Joanna Noelle Levesque

I'm like a hermit. Once I'm home, I'm home and when I ride in the car, I don't really listen to the radio as much. — © Joanna Noelle Levesque
I'm like a hermit. Once I'm home, I'm home and when I ride in the car, I don't really listen to the radio as much.
I listen to NPR when I listen to the radio, but I don't listen to the radio that much. You know, I listen to Garrison Keillor, I listen to 'Prairie Home Companion.'
I graduated high school in 1989, and there was no alternative rock radio, and there wasn't really good college radio you could get on a car stereo. Once you get a car at that age, you're spending all the time you can away from home, sometimes just driving around aimlessly. Listening, or not even listening, but subconsciously soaking up this classic rock barrage.
I'm not gonna ride home in the car. I'll wait for Randy. I think I'll get home quicker.
During the season, most of my time to unwind is in my car ride home. When I get home, it's being with my kids.
Before I had satellite radio installed in my car, I thought I would lose my mind listening to commercials and having limited choices on the dial. Your car is your home in L.A., so you've got to have some good stuff to listen to.
At home, the radio was a big source and the classic radio programs we would listen to like Amos and Andy and whatever other ones there were.
There's something nice about the silence of a car ride in the dark, going home. When you were tired of the radio and conversation, and it was okay to just be alone with your thoughts and the road ahead. If you're that comfortable with someone, you don't have to talk.
When I'm at home in Virginia, I become more hermit-like. I like my own home.
I listen to KCRW in the car and Pandora radio, which I stream through the stereo from my iPhone. I've been listening to everything from Caribou to Conway Twitty. If I'm going on a longer car ride, I'll download some podcasts.
Home sweet home. No place like home. Take me home, country roads. Home is where the heart is. But my heart is here. So I must be home. Clare sighs, turns her head, and is quiet. Hi, honey. I'm home. I'm home.
We were quiet on the car ride home. I turned on the radio and found a station playing "Hey Jude." It was true, I didn't want to make it bad. I wanted to take the sad song and make it better. It's just that I didn't know how.
Not owning a car anymore, I feel like I'm barely an American. I miss it. And I barely ever get to listen to the radio in the car, which is the best place for radio.
I am not much of a TV addict, and if I have a day off, and I'm pottering around at home, I will always listen to Radio 4.
The ride to orbit was impressive, as it always is. But once I got on board the space station, it really felt like I was visiting an old home; it felt very comfortable.
I always think of the good comebacks on the car ride home.
I listen to all kinds of music, but I've always been a really big fan of Top 40 radio. If I'm in my car, that's what I listen to.
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