Keeping Up With Armageddon
I'm having one of those weeks where I clearly remember my dreams. I'm just going to write about last night's, because Tuesday's was boring and Wednesday's was seriously fucked up.
I was going to grad school at NYU, and there were a series of asteroid impacts in Manhattan.
But instead of becoming an awesome disaster-movie hero, I went to a dorm party.
This is something that's overlooked a lot in disaster movies, I think. Small talk still exists in the wake of catastrophe.
girl: So, you're graduating pretty soon, right?
boy: Yeah, you know, if my school is still there.
both: Ha ha ha
Trippy.
I was going to grad school at NYU, and there were a series of asteroid impacts in Manhattan.
But instead of becoming an awesome disaster-movie hero, I went to a dorm party.
This is something that's overlooked a lot in disaster movies, I think. Small talk still exists in the wake of catastrophe.
girl: So, you're graduating pretty soon, right?
boy: Yeah, you know, if my school is still there.
both: Ha ha ha
Trippy.