it comes in pints?

It's not so bad getting old

Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Tuesdays

Especially this one.

No particular reason to link to that other than the, um, obvious. And the fact that Tuesdays are good days. Because they're not Mondays. Or Fridays. And because it's good to be alive and many years short of over-the-hill. Take a hint from that, dearest Ricki. You're only as old as those you feel ;)

Oh, and I also like Tuesday because it can be a fun day. I had fairly amusing email exchange with our Production Manager today. It partly involved my being old (which I encourage, BTW, because it is much better than the alternative), or at least old enough to miss a joke. Actually, missing that joke was less a function of age than of just not paying attention to pop music during that dark decade known as the 80s. Not that I'd never heard of the guy but his is not a name that comes to my mind right off. And if it had been an aural exchange, instead of email, I would have thought of something completely different. But at least I got to make a chemistry joke out of it, so it's all good. Except that I had neither time nor brain cells to photoshop up something really cool to post here.

In any case, the exchange involved this guy.

And this chemical.

And this guy (had I heard, rather than read, it).

And the line

Since NO ONE liked that crappy singer Adam Ant, I think the wikipedia definition is incredibly appropriate: "Adamantane itself enjoys few applications since it is merely an unfunctionalised hydrocarbon"

which to my mind pretty much sums up pop music in the 80s.

Oh, and the exchange partly involved this guy, but only tangentially and only because I didn't think of that crappy 80s singer earlier.

But just for good measure, I thought I'd link this:

Posted by Ken S at February 26, 2008 06:19 PM | TrackBack (0) |