Yeah, Pearl Harbor.
It's interesting, or at least, I think it is. People say that was the greatest generation, them World War Two-ers. Look at what they did: They were struck down by that tragedy and pulled themselves not just up by their bootstraps and back into life, but brought this nation to be the most powerful in the world. Or was that Einstein and the Manhattan Project? I can't remember.
I wonder what my generation will be known as. We had 9/11 and then
...
I think the correct term is, "whoops"
Me and all my friends
We're all misunderstood
They say we stand for nothing and
There's no way we ever could
Now we see everything that's going wrong
With the world and those who lead it
We just feel like we don't have the means
To rise above and beat it
So we keep waiting
Waiting on the world to change
We keep on waiting
Waiting on the world to change
Wait, was John Mayer being brilliant? Yes. I dislike most of his music, but good God is his body wonderland.
Anywho I was reading Vonnegut, Armageddon in Retrospect, (Brilliant man. He was a good man and the greatest writer. I wish I could have met him and talked to him. I think he would be at my dinner.) and thinking about the greatest generation and then it's pearl harbor day and I'm diddling around on Facebook. I don't want to be the greatest, I just want to be a good one. I'll work on that once I think of a clever Facebook status.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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ohhh, paris, if i didn't know better, I'd think you were a tad homosexual.
but...I definitely know better...and you're definitely, ridiculously heterosexual.
:)
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