Well, hope you and yours had a fantastic MLK day. How do we celebrate the life of a man who wanted us to all be treated as equals? We get the day off work. Seems to me that any time that you get some time off work, you’re probably not celebating the ideals that led to that day of as well as you should. So how did I spend the day? Watching VH1. Well, VH1 Classic, I think. I’m not quite sure what the difference is between VH1 and VH1 Classic, but I’m pretty sure it revolves around the fact that VH1 wants to get paid from advertisers buying time on two channels instead of one. Anyways, on the I Love the ’80s: 3D (which is not in 3D), they have {en:John Moschitta} recap each episode. If you’re anything like me, you probably fondly remember this guy as the fast talking tiny guy who sold us {en:Micro Machines}. I’m not sure what the appeal was of getting a toy car that’s too tiny to play with, but too big to swallow, but I’ll be darned if I didn’t want them. Ian Michael Black just suggested that they fit up your rectum. I’m not sure if that’s the appeal that the Micro Machines execs were going for, but a guy who speaks about 300 words a minute told me to buy them, so I did.

Long store truncated, watching this has made me nostalgic. Mainly nostalgic for things I don’t remember, because my imagined childhood is probably much better than my actual one was. But still, nostalgic. I think any of us would agree that our past is much better than the present. Unless your past involves a closet, and your present involves a series of winning lottery tickets. Life was so much better when we were kids, right? Not just the lack of responsibilities, but life in general. But the dichotomy is that we’re envious of how kids have it now. But bitter that they didn’t have some of the life-shaping experiences we had. I’m trying to make a point here, but I can’t quite see it.

And this is the second time WordPress has eaten my post from Firefox closing unexpectedly Blarg.