A quick drive through the parking lot counting truck nuts would probably answer that.

Ooooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh… ooooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh… my uptown girrrrrl

uptown girl

She’s been living in her uptown world.

That’s Vladimir Futon to you, sir.

This has always been my plan since way back during the Cold War. I remember being taught in school to dive under the desk, duck and cover. I don’t want to survive the initial blast. The fallout will be so much worse. You can hide in the basement, I’m watching the fireworks.

This is why I leave my phone in the basement when I get home.