Like, crickets chirping and tumbleweeds rolling roughly down the deserted road.
So I thought for stale change of pace, I would randomly string nouns, adverbs, adjectives, verbs and conjunction junctions together in a sincere attempt at creating sentences and paragraphs.
Nudge, nudge, wink, wink, eh?
Anywho, a query for you. What's the strangest thing that happen to stumble through your cerebellum long enough for you to momentarily not pay attention to what you were doing? The other day, I was at my local library standing in line waiting to check out a book (a memoir by Jerry Reuss) and a movie (Machete), thinking about nothing really in particular, when the guitar break to this song started playing in the background.
And yes, before you ask, I actually started playing air guitar while I was waiting. Yes, I know, a soon to be 49 year old scruffy looking bald guy playing air guitar is enough to frighten anyone.
Speaking of 49 (yes, I was speaking of 49, which if you add the two digits together, you get the 13th Floor Elevator), I will be turning 49 in 4 days. Yes, it's positively a frightening though that I'm one step closer to being eligible for my AARP card.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
And for a refreshing change of pace, for only the second in this century (that's 15 years for all you quiz kids out there who are mathematically challenged), my family will actually be around to celebrate my birthday. Why is this such a big deal? For as long as I can remember, my family has gone camping during my birthday, which coincidentally falls in the general area of Memorial Day weekend. And since I don't camp, I rarely have my family together for my b'day.
And on the rare occasion that I did visit the campground, I would inevitably get into some kind of trouble, like butting into an impolite discussion that a Neanderthal of a CT state trooper was having with my mother.
And speaking of my 49th b'day, coincidentally, my wedding anniversary is exactly two weeks away, and since this year is the big 25 I'll be throwing a big old anniversary party for all my family and friends. And...since this is America, what better way to have a party than to make it a BYOB!
So my friends, I don't always think politically correct, but when I do, I like to listen to one of my favorite songs by Genesis. Stay intelligent my friends.
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