A vicodin inspired rambling

On my bike ride today I saw a real estate sign in front of a house on the top of a hill, under power lines, that said: "For Sale: 21 Acres."  I shook my head in disgust, and thought, "great, a soccer mom and her robot husband and 2 robot, zombie children with penciled in schedules on the refrigerator are going to buy it, not use the 21 acres, because they think they need a sprawling yard in sprawling suburbs.  What a waste," because I've been thinking lately that our sprawling suburbs idea has not been the best long term plan.  Anyways, after I shook my head in disgust, I shook my head in disgust again, because I realized I too would want 21 acres of land.  But why?  What would I do with 21 acres of land?  Do I need that much land?  Does anyone, besides farmers, need 21 acres of land?  If we don't need it, why do we buy it?  Why do we buy anything we don't need?  Why do we buy anything?  

Randy Travis is on David Letterman right now singing a song from his new album.  He's sold 21 million albums and I've never heard of him.  Do people from other countries listen to country music?