so what I was thinking about yesterday when I got distracted by whatever I ended up writing about was this: perhaps the reason why I like older men is not, as friends and nosy acquaintances have often hypothesized, because I have "daddy issues" but maybe it's because guys of my generation are by and large unspeakably lame. Just a thought that occurred to me on Monday night's ponygirl outing. Yes, I was way too sober for the saloon. But srsly, what is up with people telling me I have daddy issues? They always say it like they can shame me out of it just by pointing it out. Or maybe I am just grouchy. I don't know. I think I have an old soul, and by that I mean a psychic told my dad that my little brother is a really, really super old soul. I'm five years older then him, hence I must have like a way really really super old soul. At least that's my best guess. I'm not a scientist or anything.

Kids these days, man. When Stina and I went to go drink at the playground, there were kids just drinking in the parking lot. What's the point? If the cops came you'd be busted whether you were on the playground or in the parking lot, so you might as well go play. Kids these days don't understand anything. They play guitar hero instead of guitars. 'Nuff said.