Important Things

I was looking at my college diploma two days ago, and I just remembered I graduated with high honors. Logic dictates something like that would be memorable and important, but in my mind it’s barely a blip on the radar. In fact, I’m going to check my resume to make sure it’s even on there.

I think we all agree that remembering important things is, erm, important. So, this means Pat Benatar’s “Heaven On Earth” and Looking Glass’ “Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl)” are the two most important things in life. If my brain were a doppler radar, they would be Hurricane “get the fuck away from the coast!” and Hurricane “really, your shit’s not that important!” My diploma, on the other hand, a clear day in San Diego.

Oooh baby do you know what that’s worth?
Absolutely nothing.


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