yo - dumbledore! horace has transformed himself into an armchair!

my old man has gone to an event, and i didn't go b/c i am not feeling well. i am not SICK, mind you, just a bit too much running and too little sleeping. not sick. not. my tummy is a bit rumbly & bumbly and i am a bit knackered. but i am not sick! i just want to sit here in my pjs and eat saltines. mmm.... is apple juice good for or bad for a rumblybumbly tummy? i hope good b/c that is what i am drinking.

so my old man went to this event b/c the next-door neighbour is a celebrity from way back in the day though now he's just our ancient neighbour who had toe surgery and needed a ride. i was thinking about going even though i don't really feel good b/c i was thinking maybe i could meet some celebrities. oooo - celebrities! but then i was like, oooo - who cares?

see, the town where i live is kinda jam packed with celebrities. there are a couple professional sports teams with famous athletes & coaches, and there are a couple universities with their contingent of well known athletes & coaches. there is a major entertainment industry comprising mostly music but also film, television, publishing.

point being - i'm simply over it. and from all accounts, the entire rest of the town is over it right along with me. this town is well-known for being a place celebrities say they can relax, just be themselves, go out for dinner, shopping, to the park - they can do whatever and not be pestered for autographs or bothered by the paparazzi. as a population, we're known for being kind enough to leave them alone.

kind? eh, you can think what you want, but the truth is that the kindness is simply a side-effect. the source is that we are not impressed. as a whole, we are a community quite secure in our collective identity. we don't need your glitz to make us whole.