Old and busted: Sitting in my parents’ office in the squeaky desk chair, craning my neck upward to look at the monitor, cussing heartily at the plodding pace of their ancient Dell. The new hotness: Doing my nightly websurfing ritual sitting cross-legged on their couch with a laptop warming my crotch and a sleeping Daschund next to me.
I made a whirlwind trip to Murfreesboro yesterday to celebrate an old friend’s emancipation from the ‘Boro and entrance into the world of law school in Chicago. Got to see some Kids I haven’t seen in forever. Got to see some others I don’t see nearly enough. The ‘Boro is slowly but surely being evacuated of Kids and I love that we’re taking over the Tennessee media.
Guess what, America! We’re all godless liberal heathens. Some of us are more godless than others, but we are ALL heathens.