Things of unimportance

Hello!


As promised this is my second post of the day, third if you count the one of early morning for Korea.


I was going over in my head a conversation I had this morning with my oldest daughter and my wife and how we came to the conclusion that when you're young and stupid you do the silliest things and and say the darndest things to be "popular".



My wife was telling me about how my daughter dished out five dollars for her friend and had not seen it back. Which started me telling her about my stories when I was in high school, on how my mother was going to buy a private jet because she had gotten tired of taking the normal plane to Mexico (!!!).


Then my wife was telling us her stories on how when she was young she had told her friends that for her vacation her family had gone on a plane to Disneyland and after that they went to China! Then one thing led to another and the story about me shooting my we-we came out.


- "Wait, what?!"


Yes, things of unimportance, but I still remember that day. That's another day that my mother took away my compressed air gun. I also got my air riffle taken away and my rocket launcher.


- "Chuck, Details, details!"


No! I'm not going to go into details. It happened, it was a growing experience for me and several freaking doctors that saw me a naked. I'm sure they still remember it and talk about it with their patients. But all I can say is that this generation is not as malignant as mine was, or at least that's what I want to believe.



How the hell is humanity still around, I have no idea!



See you tomorrow!