John Lennon
Thirty years ago today, The Sister walked into my room in Carleton Place, Ontario and said, “Wake up. Grandpa and John Lennon are both dead.”
Really, every morning since then has been a snap, relatively speaking.
Imagine
raincoaster
49 degrees latitude, 360 degrees attitude!
Well, for the sake of accuracy, it was actually when we lived in Wiarton, but why split hairs?
Couldn’t have been. For one thing, I remember the room. For another, it was 1980. We were in Carleton Place then.
Worst wake-up call ever! This one leaves me speechless.
(I want to say you two should get the location straight, but why split heirs?)
Exactly. Ask Julian and Sean how that works out!
Might be wrong on locale (tho I doubt it) , but ur room always lookd the same regardless. Easy to confuse having moved 26 times in 19 years. Excuse the error. Still think it Wiarton, but I’ll give you this one.
And who picked the Avitar for The Sister??!!!! I am not green with horns!!!! You just think I am….
It’s a random monster avatar: I have this blog set to generate monsters for people with no pre-existing Gravatar or Avatar. If you want a real avatar under YOUR control, go to http://gravatar.com and upload one there and it’ll show up here.
Metro bitches about his monster avatar all the time.