Apparently Pleased to Meet Me came out 24 years ago today. I
bought it a few weeks after that; I can still picture riding in
Brothatime!!'s Shitvette to Doc's and finding the cassette among the
unalphabetized stacks (thanks, Doc.)
Mostly, I remember how I got the $crillah to buy it. The summer after
9th grade I got a job cutting the grass at the DMV, which was a TINY
square of grass that took maybe 15 minutes to cut. I got $10 to
cut it every Saturday, and of course after about one Saturday the
scorching heat completely killed the grass, so there was no reason to
cut it. But I'd still show up every week, go through the motions and
then walk in to collect my ten fat ones (that's cash money, ladies; from Day 1 I demanded "folding money only, please.")
The lady would always be a little confused, "gee, did it really need it
this week?" to which I'd look like she was ridiculous "oh yeah, yeah it
really did" and then take my ten bucks to invest in some little-known
company at the time called "Google." - XMASTIME
Now this is a cool poster:
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