It’s Hot Down Here

I had the silliest dream last night.

In my dream I was sitting at my computer writing and I needed a new word for WINNER. So I sat and I thought for a few seconds and just like the miracle that always happens when I need inspiration, it came to me in flash of light and jubilation.

MAVERICKS!

Huh?

I woke up and looked around my room. Why the hell would I even be thinking something like that? I’d never even heard of the Mavericks until last week.

Well, God never told me I was a prophet so I rebuke that thought in the name of the NBA finals.

In other news….

I watching the Cosby Show the other day and something weird happened. I realized that I no longer identified with the kids. Theo seemed silly and annoying. I can’t believe I used to think he was hot. Dude is corny on that show. Vanessa seemed whiny and immature. Somehow the parents jokes and perspective seemed more interesting to me.

Same thing with the show My Wife & Kids. Same thing with that show Gilmore Girls.

When did I grow up and become a sitcom parent?