There is no real rhyme or reason for this blog. I am a wannabe writer with too many opinions. I am addicted to television, movies and books and like a good beer to go along with all of them. I try to see the good in everyone and hope that I am more right than I am wrong in that assumption. I will attempt to stay off soapboxes and avoid pontification. Though things may be about me (or people I know), I will never intentionally write something to hurt someone. Life is too short for that.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
1988
At the Walgreens today I saw a sign for cigarettes. You have to be born in 1988 or earlier to purchase them. Really? 1988. Was fine with turning 30, but now those born in 1988 are turning 18. Goodness. I remember 1988.
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