I tried to explain probability, and how this is completely reasonable, and how it's okay that the same disc has had 3 songs played from it in a row, but she wants nothing of it. "It's not really random," she says, as if there's some sort of Maxwell's Demon inside our CD changer. She knows better, rationally, but there's that nagging feeling that you get whenever you find seemingly non-random patterns in data, which we will always do, our brains desperately trying to make sense out of disorder.
(The discs? The Beatles' Rubber Soul, Steely Dan's Can't Buy a Thrill, Squirrel Nut Zippers Hot!, The B-52's Cosmic Thing and the damn 5th one. I am not looking until it plays.
You know, sometimes the B-52s are underrated. Sometimes, so are The Beatles.)