Someone much more intelligent than I stated:
To which I reply....
Yeah, that's what I want to know...What is it that makes us think we don't need a life outside of Seinfeld?
I don't know about the rest of you, but upon arising in the morning I fill my Seinfeld cereal bowl with Cheerios and sit on my blue couch in my bathrobe and grab the remote and "surf" for Mets reruns.
My neighbor from across the hall comes over 'cause he's always out of cereal and we have breakfast together.
When the postman comes I greet him with a nasty sneer and he is less than happy to see me as well.
*sigh*
I guess I should pick up a newspaper and apply for a job - Wait - Here's one:
Wanted: Latex Salesman - Apply Vandelay Industries!
Cool! - Gotta go now...
Will try to follow my aforementioned friend's advice as stated above and try to get me a life.
Wish me luck!
D.
PS I will keep y'all posted on my progress in trying to get a life...God knows I do not want to end up in Hell. Yikes!