I will run the SCUBA dive shop and spend my evenings at the local bar making entirely too many dumb jokes at the intersection of dated pop culture and local fish ecology. Loudly telling the story of my undersea duet of "Bye Bye Bye" with my good pal Lance Seabass to anyone who makes the mistake of making eye contact, for instance. Otherwise, I will speak entirely in quotes from Finding Nemo and/or The Abyss.
Am watching this from convalescent HQ directly underneath the tasteful Peter Falk mural I commissioned, grimacing faintly and reconsidering my life choices. Though also feeling a not insignificant nostalgia for the part of my early childhood insomniac memories that can be categorized as, "Late night talk show guests, drunk", and, "late night talk show guests, obliterated."
Arthritis camp was a very similar experience. Thanks for articulating this and sharing. I love it!
Holy moly Strophoria! I had no idea that cripple punk was a thing until just now. My world is tilted for the better for it. THANK YOU! (Christine, one of the authors)
If I don't die "clenching my fists in manly vexation" I will feel profoundly cheated.
Your newborn may be the only one who understands my suffering.
This quote is now the entire text of my online dating profile, "Your hobbies include staring into the middle-distance over the top of a book, feeling woe of indeterminate origin, and being inconvenienced by crimes that inexplicable occur near you." Also, I met a bear while camping this past weekend and immediately gave thanks that my name isn't Basil. Then I gasped a bit and the bear ran off. I digress, this is a lovely and delightful list that has certainly delivered on the title's promise. Thank you, now I'm off to shop for high-tops and fur coats.
Thank you! <3 CKM (the author with an old school online pseudonym)
Thank you, thank you, thank you! <3 CKM (the author with an old school online pseudonym)
Thank you! <3 CKM (the author with an old school online pseudonym)