Yesterday, I went to a wonderful store specializing in educational toys for children. As I paid for my purchase, the cashier asked if I were a grandparent as there was a special. I told her, no, and that I was a little angry.
Today, this came in the mail:
I must admit, I love the Grey Power commercial where the father is bummed out by his fiftieth birthday and only halfheartedly thanks his son for the new drill. Then, his wife gives him a grey power brochure and he is thrilled…but still pushes his son’s gift away while his son watches.
Anyway, I’m not a grandfather, nor am I fifty. My first exposure to music was probably Smother Brothers Think Ethnic and the first music I owned was Dumb Ditties -on vinyl (Here is Bridget the Midget by some guy named Ray Stevens). Actually, The Smothers Brothers were probably being banned around the time I was born, anyone who bought that album would be over fifty.
But not me, darnit!
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