Joey: Hey man, how you doing?
Chandler: Man, I feel really bad after that break-up (with Janice).
Joey: Aw man. Here, I will order some pizza, and we will watch all my taped re-runs of Baywatch, OK?
Friend: Hey man, wassup?
Me: Man, I feel so down.
(Soon to be former) Friend: Hey man, shit happens. Suck it up.
I am just kidding about the soon-to-be-former part, of course. I feel a lot better now. As Ruby said, apparently yesterday was the most depressing day of the year. I have one of those days. Life, everything, seems to be at a stand still and for some reason you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders.
At those moments you take a deep breath and start counting your blessings. Your family, for one. I look at all the wacky families I know and repeat my thanks that my parents and siblings are all normal people. Your health, for another. And so on. It starts making you feel a lot better.
I watched Shah Rukh Khan host Kaun Banega Crorepati (the Indian version of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire). He is a funny host, except when he tries to talk to the computer (Compaq Da?).
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A family friend came over today, including his ten year old son. While perusing the house he came across my PS2 and the games collection.
"Can I play?" He asked, pointing to the console that was beneath the TV, locked in the stand.
"Um, no." I replied.
I quickly thought of an excuse.
"Some of the games cannot be read." I answered. It wasn't a lie. Some of the 4 year old game CDs, that has been scratched really badly, could not be read.
"Oh," the dude paused, and then replied, "well you know what you can do? You can take the CD and wash it with the soap they use in dishwashers, it works great."
I looked at him in shock. He's ten years old. He's not supposed to know anything except Yu-Gi-Oh.
"Well," I tried to bluff, "what if the PS2 itself cannot read the CDs?"
Notice I didn't lie. I just asked a question.
"Well," the little dude answered that question, "then it's probably the lens. You need to clean the lens with a special solution."
"How the hell-" I caught my language in time. "How do you know all this?"
I am telling you, kids nowadays. They should ban How Things Work and the Discovery Channel from some houses. I let him play the PS2 for sometime, he seemed to know his stuff.