Nanner, nanner, nanner. It’s still 2006 here.
I am not sure if that is a good thing or not. I do not think 2007 can possibly be weirder. Differently weird. like when I get fired. Or laid. Or some other sort of equally implausible where did that come from event. But not more weird.
So here to you, Mr. 2006. I don’t think you entirely lived up to your promise, (clue 1 – I am taking a nerd break from World of Warcraft to write crap on the internet) but you did have your moments:
your bits of comic relief:
- grannies and stalkers,
- strip clubs with Cracker, and
- a few fun “life flashing before your eyes” glimpses into the future.
Good bye, 2006, and Go Fuck Yourself, San Diego Karma.