A lot of days, I feel like Steve Zahn sitting in the back of the getaway car in Out of Sight, or like Puddy staring straight ahead at the seat in front of him for the entire duration of a transatlantic flight, with no book, magazine, music, nap, etc. and driving Elaine to break up with him once again. Or like Buscemi in Lebowski, including the muddy hearing.
Today in "Unaccountably Overly Pleased With Myself" news:
I cannot stop congratulating myself for finally knowing what two current memes are about. One is, "Bye Felicia," the other is "Damn, Daniel." I mean, context has always been clear enough and I've been borne along on the tides with both of them, but it really is nice to know from whence they came.
OH MY GOD THE BAR IS SO LOW THESE DAYS WITH ME.
I cannot stop congratulating myself for finally knowing what two current memes are about. One is, "Bye Felicia," the other is "Damn, Daniel." I mean, context has always been clear enough and I've been borne along on the tides with both of them, but it really is nice to know from whence they came.
OH MY GOD THE BAR IS SO LOW THESE DAYS WITH ME.
Labels: 40/40, demoralizing confessions, Janice says you're welcome, Lookee what the Internets done brung me today, PMFSA, the hem on my brain fell out
posted by Gleemonex at 1:08 PM
1 Comments:
My meme literacy has increased greatly with the somewhat recent acquisition of a late-teens son who will actually speak to me.
The down side is that he is really into memes that NOBODY else I know has ever heard of, like Pepe the Frog (or maybe it's Pedro). Also, he says he is going to vote for Trump because "he is a living meme."
I should never have allowed him to register to vote.
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