Five for September 15th:
Last day of 38. Another year has unceremoniously blasted by, as they tend to do once you step foot out of childhood. Strange to think a year from today I’ll be staring down the big 4-0, which doesn’t seem possible. That said, age is nothing but a number, and this year is going to be a good one.
Coincidence? There was a 50,000% spike in searches for the definition of 'deplorable' after Clinton’s speech. “Of course, there is no way to be certain Trump supporters were the ones looking up the meaning of the word. Let’s just call it an educated guess.”
Over it. My entire Facebook feed this morning was La Croix memes.
Cool stuff. Giant bag of Peanut M&Ms, $25 Starbucks card, and new tumbler from Lisa’s mom, Coleman inflatable hot tub, morning drums/send-off from Jane, Quebano Thursday with Tom.
Hope for the future. This trio of grade-school kids blasting through a flawless Metallica medley is the best thing you’ll see all week.