Sometimes . . . these times, my dearest flock of the New Year -- you just wax nostalgic. No, it's something not quite under control, kind of like watching Tom Hanks in the same movie as Whoopi Goldberg.
Yeah, yeah, n'er the twain shall meet.
But think, for instance, in this, our New Year, of forgotten wayfarers who went before us.
Who fucking blazed a trail a mile deep, only we were collectively too fucking stoned to notice it.
LOTS of people blazed that trail . . . hey, remember Debbie Gibson? Katrina and the Waves?
Well, fuck me with a bent spoon, neither do I.
But . . . there's always that "but."
Here's one for the "Forgotten but Not Gone" record books . . . best enjoyed on Eleven with very large headphones. The future's so bright I need shades.
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