ARTIFICIAL WHAT???
Sitting next to two women in their sixties when a news story comes on TV that researchers, using stem cells, have made artificial sperm. One of the women is absolutely puzzled, and a bit incredulous. "What?," she says, looking around. "There's no shortage..."
SINCE WHEN??
I am at the Brickskeller (I know, shocking), enjoying a Belgian ale called Grimbergen Double, and notice that the label says "Anno 1128." I'm no genius, but I know that means they've been brewing this stuff since 1128. No wonder it's so good. They've had a few years to get it right.
I CAN'T HEAR YOU. THE MUSIC'S TOO LOUD
Strangely, one of the things I miss about my SUV is not being able to drive around listening to music at any volume I choose. In my hovel, I control the decibel levels in the interest of maintaining good relations with my fellow inmates. Even cranking Limp Bizkit in headphones isn't quite the same as riding around on a sunny Sunday afternoon with the windows down.
When I first discovered that my SUV had been smashed, it was the middle of a day on a Wednesday. My intention was to go grocery shopping, but, ironically, I carried in my hand a CD that I had just burned - music that I hadn't listened to for a while, and wanted to hear good and loud in my SUV while I drove to the grocery store. I hadn't realized, over the years, what a release it was for me to listen to good loud rock. It really does clear my head. No wonder my head is so full...
Hopefully, I'll have a new vehicle soon.
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