Short Post and a Song #8: Rain can be such a dick.

Okay, rain. I get it. I decided that, for no better reason than getting home to my air conditioner, you didn't scare me enough to postpone leaving the coffee shop. So you turned into a fucking MONSOON for the entirety of my fifteen-minute walk and cleared up as soon as I reached my doorstep. 

So you win, rain—you are a bigger badass than I will ever be. I still don't think you need to be such a dick about it, though.

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"Road to Nowhere" by the Talking Heads

This song never fails to put me in a good mood. That's partly because it is on the soundtrack of the 1989 film Little Monsters. I watched that movie roughly one hundred times in my childhood, because: 

1) Monsters are awesome.

2) I was one of those charming children who wanted watch my favorite movies over, and over, and over, and over.  

3) I was hopelessly in love with Fred Savage. 

I mean, really. Who wouldn't be?

I was sure one day Fred Savage would realize that I was far more interesting than Winnie on The Wonder Years, and we would run away together. We would go hang out with a bunch of monsters, Ben Stein, and the guy who played Fred's grandfather in The Princess Bride, and it would be glorious.

I still think I was right about Winnie. Not that I was such a spectacularly fascinating child, but Winnie had about as much personality as a soapy washcloth. 

We could've had something so special, Fred. You really missed out.