Friday, August 15, 2008

One of the multitudinous perils of being both an idiot and old.

Dad Left His "A" Game Somewhere in the Eighties

Girl #1: Okay, so you know how my dad asked me if I wanted to see Counting Crows and Maroon 5 last week?
Girl #2: Yeah, what the hell was he thinking?
Girl #1: I dunno man, but today he asked me if I wanted to see Rush.
Girl #2: Dude, what the fuck?
Girl #1: Well in his defense, he thought they were Journey.

--Pizzeria Uno, South Street Seaport
Journey? The feeling of unearned but blissful and sanctimonious superiority is almost a reason to live.

(Edited, unsucessfully, to give the illusion that I am not 'and idiot.')

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