Things That Occur to Me #75
Spelunking is something I have zero desire to do. None.
There’s that song “Shut up and Dance With Me” or whatever it is called, and “Back to the Future” fans will love that I can’t hear it without thinking “That woman is my density”.
The powder at the bottom of a Planter’s Dry Roasted Peanuts jar is one of life’s sweet, sweet pleasures.
I’m not even remotely sure the world needed three Tron movies. Rocky movies? Yes, certainly. Tron? I’m going with no.
I predict that when our children grow up, they will think it was utterly insane that we let ourselves drive our own cars.