Where the intelligence is neither artificial nor abundant
For those of you who are under the impression that it doesn’t get cold in the south, well, it kinda does. Are usually like the cold but for some reason this year it’s really gotten to me. It’s gotten to my gas bill too. And the lingering week-old snow outside is not helping.
Maybe I’m just getting old(er) and (more) cranky.
Like that wasn’t a given…
Oops. Forgot to take it live on the first. I know the suspense was killing you…
Sign #1: I asked our office manager to order me a VHS head cleaner this morning. I had to convince her I was not joking (needed it for a collection we’re digitizing) and remind her that I really couldn’t just pop down to Blockbuster and buy one.
Sign#2: Went to the hot dog stand across the street for lunch today. There was a cute youngster of about 2o wearing a Violent Femmes Hallowed Ground T-shirt. I mentioned that I had seen them on that tour. He said he had too. I was very confused. Turns out he saw them on the 40th anniversary reissue tour a few weeks ago. I, on the other hand, saw them in 1984 on the tour from when the album was first released.
I’m OK with getting old (the alternative sucks). I just hope I never become an old person. Yes, there is a difference.