Sick Day

I feel like crap. Absolute CRAP.

(I don’t do sick well.)

Confined to my bed for yet another day, I feared I’d go crazy. Pops was kind enough to take my sad self on a quick run to Wal-Mart to stock up on DVDs. I knew exactly what I wanted.

Just two things:
1.) Digitally remastered Indiana Jones trilogy
2.) Digitally remastered Star Wars trilogy

At the check out, the lady said to me: “Let me guess, one’s for your father and one’s for your brother.”

My pale face blushed a bit. “Well, actually, no. They’re – “

“Oh – two nephews? How sweet! The boys love these. Birthday gifts, right?”

It seemed useless to argue. “Yep. Twin boys.”


So I’ll spend my day watching late 70s boy-movies and loving every second of it. Whatever.