Extra Big Quadruple-strength Happy Elmodance…
Ah, my old block. I can almost smell the urine.
I hate days like this. I got to bed a little too late last night because I was being an übergeek, but I still got what I thought was a reasonable night’s sleep. Nevertheless, I’ve felt like I have a hangover all day: I’m dehydrated and headachy and I alternate between belching and having the munchies. One of the most appealing things about giving up booze and cigarettes was the fantasy that I’d never feel like this again. Oh well…
After looking at numerous real estate listings in recent weeks, I’ve come to the conclusion that more North Carolina houses were built in in 1963 than in any other year before or since. I assume it must be that the developers were anxiously anticipating my arrival the following year.