Big Pimpin'
Why can't time make an exception for me? Only now do I feel that I'm finally beginning the process of becoming the person I'm meant to be. I'm ever so close to attaining a youthful, comparatively relaxed mental state. It feels good. But the cruel clock just keeps on ticking as my body continues its inevitable decay. Just look at me. At least I have these sweet headphones.
posted by Happy In Bag @ 8:31 PM
5 Comments:
At 11:43 AM,
bgo said…
We all know that is not you and fact of the matter is I already dress pretty close to what this gent is wearing walking some anonymous suburban street. But you'll never catch me wearing earbuds/earphones in public.
So...how old are you?
At 1:03 PM,
Happy In Bag said…
You're right, BGO. That's not me. But I kind of wish it was. This guy owns a unique sensibility. That automatically makes him cool in my book.
How old am I? If asked to join Sonic Youth (call me, Kim), I'd become their youngest member.
At 2:04 PM,
bgo said…
Okay, Kim. Kim Gordon is now the same age as me and I know for a fact that her husband Thurston is around half a decade younger. But who is the youngest in Sonic Youth I have not a clue. I know they are all past 40 so I have some idea where all that gray hair of yours is coming from.
Mine is still a shiny brown though.
At 3:35 PM,
kcmeesha said…
maybe he has to listen to the instructions on how to walk, something like "right,left,reight,left"
At 8:44 PM,
Ruralgurl said…
Earbuds in public are like an invisibility cloak. People just leave you alone. No pesky, "May I help you?", "Welcome to Wal-Mart" or "Hey, that was MY cart!". I think walkin' earphone dude is probably just on his way to the store. Shop on, sir!
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