The Forgotten Virtue of Not Caring
John Peterson
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Stupendously stupendous, John.
Last week my wife and I hosted a birthday party for her mother. After shooting over 200 pix for her birthday Animoto while consuming two Arrogant Bastard ales, I fell asleep in my chair while the party raged on. Next day Stella tells me I was rude. I retort, “I don’t care. I’m old and I’ll fall asleep whenever I feel like it.”
Also, I like making goofy faces. I miss Pummelvision. Here’s a shorter one… same idea.