By the way, where do I get pale ale for thirsty Pam?
The paler the better. My niece just graduated high school today. She was about my daughter's age when I graduated, nearly half my life ago. I'm not sure what to make of it, but these lyrics came to me as I was typing this, from an old Jack Johnson song:
If the moon Can pull the tides It can pull the tears And take 'em from our eyes And turn 'em into monsoons. Sooner or later They'll make their way back to the sea Gonna finally be free Free for a while Until they break Like waves of sorrow always break All in due time 'cause time never waits