Thursday, April 08, 2010

so, other other day, The Kid and I go to the game store (because it's either that or, you know, actually coming up with something to keep the child occupied for the entire week he's out of school) and I decided that the creepy, bespectacled, emo troll who lives in the back room of the store and only comes out when the Xbox 360 breaks was the saddest person on the planet.

Today, standing in line at the movie theater behind a middle-aged guy wearing an acid-washed Planet Hollywood jacket and buying a single ticket for that Miley Cyrus/Nicholas Sparks movie, I think it's possible that I might have been mistaken.


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