It's Friday night and here I sit. I was going to take the kiddies to the drive-in, but they backed out at the last minute. Laura told me I could still go, but I told her there's probably not too many things more pathetic than a grown man alone at a drive-in. At least that's how I felt then. Now I'm regretting my decision. Oh well. I've got better things to do than go out and watch a movie based on an 80s kids' cartoon.
Or I'll think of some.