My memory serves me far too well
Brother: Remember when he says, Now everybody’s talking about this new decade – that was 20 years ago.
Me: Yeah I remember. Was a freshman in college.
Him: (laughing) Well, now it the start of a new decade again.
Me: Technically next year’s the start of a new decade.
Nuthin exciting to tell you about the past week. The lady and I went out for a fine dinner and were in bed by the time the ball dropped.
What’d you do for 1999? Don’t recall it at all myself. Hafta add that to my lista fuzzy memories.
This time however, woke up early the next day to see the rents – they showed the lady picturesa me when I was a fatty-fat-fat.
Had to drop off the car; too expensive to keep a car in the city these days so that was onea the things that had to go for 2010.
Wrestled with a kid that was born the year I went to college. Demolished me, course. Spent the resta the weekend popping ibuprofen. Did manage to have a drink at the Soho Grand.
The “00s” are ending and the “10s” re beginning. It’s a sobering thought but I’ll never see the “00s” again.
Him: Technically, every year’s the start of a new decade. It’s like that Mitch Hedberg joke when a guy says to him, Lemme show you a picture of me when I was younger. And he goes, Technically, every picture of you’s a picture of you when you was younger.
Today, start working at an office for more scratch.
Still eat-what-you-kill but with a better view.
Lotsa changes for this new decade.
I’m still around, though. See you Thursday.