Let me state for the record: Valentine’s Day is the worst. No matter what age you are, no matter what you do, no matter what your relationship status – you’re skrood. It’s a made-up, stoopid-head, corporate-grubbing holiday, and I refuse to give it the satisfaction. Even when I was a kid, I hated it, no matter how much I loved helping to make the big-ole-crepe-paper- festooned collection box for the cards. Dang! I’m hyperventilating just thinking about it. Thanks, Mark.
Let me state for the record: Valentine’s Day is the worst. No matter what age you are, no matter what you do, no matter what your relationship status – you’re skrood. It’s a made-up, stoopid-head, corporate-grubbing holiday, and I refuse to give it the satisfaction. Even when I was a kid, I hated it, no matter how much I loved helping to make the big-ole-crepe-paper- festooned collection box for the cards. Dang! I’m hyperventilating just thinking about it. Thanks, Mark.
Oh, and good morning, CD Gang!