It's really 2008. The mind boggles. The fact was really brought home to me at work today when I had to date files 1-2-08. Sadly, I will neither have a flying car nor be picking out new curtains for the White House by this time in 2009. But there're plenty of other cool things to look forward to. There're beers to be brewed, entries to be
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With all the writers on strike, you should have a plethora of folks at Starbucks to make fun of, but will you come to my Starbucks and laugh at me, too? Pretty please?
And yes, I was hoping for a flying car by this time, too. And regular moon-landings. And a cure for all illness. Darn that Sesame Street, Star Trek and the Jetsons. You know who's fault it is, that we're so disappointed? Writers. Darn them. Maybe that's why Nick Coulter of the AMTMP won't give them their .01 for each download of a show they've written. Because they've tricked us into believing there would be flying cars, and now there are NO FLYING CARS and we're upset. So no penny for them, dammit! Getting our hopes up like that. That's what you get for trusting WRITERS to entertain people. Much better to watch real people beat each other with sticks for an hour in an attempt to win $1 million. At least that's, you know, realistic.
If I can manage to stay up past 8 pm some night, I'll try to give you a call to wish you happy 2008 in person. Until then, stay well!
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And I'll gladly come visit you at your Starbuck's but not to make fun of you. We can make fun of everyone else together, though.
Happy Merry and Merry Happy. Give the kids a hug for me.
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