Today has been irritating. It’s like the world is a condescending teenager who assumes I’m an idiot.
The following has been earnestly and patiently explicated for my edification:
1. “Tenacious D,” it turns out, is “not a serious band.”
2. (Yet another) viral article about how Facebook is “Zucking up” society is not entirely serious either. It’s partly tongue in cheek *and* it utilizes hyperbole.
3. Painting “Life is a journey. Not a Telenovela” as an inspirational wall quote in my four year old’s room is not a good idea because a) she can’t read so b) she wouldn’t get the joke besides c) it kind of comes across like I’m making fun of her. Because I was obviously very serious about doing that.
4. All that stuff they say about DHMO being potentially lethal yet ubiquitous is totally true but – here’s the kicker – (SPOILER ALERT) Dihydrogen Monoxide is actually water so I shouldn’t believe everything I read on the internet.
Really, World at Large? You’re going to take that tone with me? Well, SUCK IT! You’re grounded, World. Now. Where are my pleat front khakis? I’m gonna go eat fiber and watch “The Mentalist.”
Is this an aspect of aging that I’ve hitherto not been aware of? People take a look at you and think, “Nope. Wouldn’t card her. So she must be kind of worried about the rap and hippity hop music the young people are listening to on the information super highway.”
No one wonder AARP members have a reputation for being cranky. Twenty five more years of this from the kids these days and you damn well BETTER stay off my lawn.