Milestones

I am ashamed, bro, that I am arrived so late to congratulate you on your hemi-semi-demi-anniversary. Have a clean glass of heavily filtered natural spring water on me, my good man.

Keep on keepin’ on.

belated congrats from me as well. miss you big time. i must say i loved the simpsons movie.

I’m sorry to say that I don’t know how the hell long you’re going to be gone, but it’s very impressive to a pedestrian like me. Last night I dreamt I went to Hawaii and stayed in my hotel room the whole time, if that gives you any idea of: a) my sensibilities; and b) how amazing your trip is to me.

Last week I had a dream that I went to Hawaii and the woman in the hotel room next to mine never once emerged from behind her door.

Uncanny.

It was pretty nice, but nowhere near luxurious. Somewhat easy to overlook.

I once heard a comedian (or somebody) do a bit on uncanny, like, “How come you only ever hear uncanny? Never just plain canny?” But I think the word somewhat frequently (e.g., “That canny old fox!”), and when the audience laffed, I felt alienated.

I wish I had written that like this:

I once heard a comedian do a bit on uncanny (“How come you only ever hear uncanny? Never just plain canny?”). But I think the word somewhat frequently (“That canny old fox!”), and when the audience laffed, I felt alienated.