When Simon & Garfunkel sang, "Search for America," this lovely sentiment was an advertisement for the blue pill that I could take to stop the incessant noticing of how much this wasn't America. Oh, believe me, I always wished it were, but not enough to take that pill. Instead, I drank.
When Simon & Garfunkel sang, "Search for America," this lovely sentiment was an advertisement for the blue pill that I could take to stop the incessant noticing of how much this wasn't America. Oh, believe me, I always wished it were, but not enough to take that pill. Instead, I drank.
And you're so damned happy you say, "One of these days, Pow! Right in the kisser!"
Archetypal days.