Today is my son's 18th birthday. And while I've heard this song playing in my head the last few months, I doubt he has.
Because it's so old.
And if he knew it's been playing in my head, he'd not only think it was old -- but lame and out of touch, too.
Which could be true, I guess. Right now.
When he's old, lame and out of touch, he'll get it.
Cuz he's just like his mother!
Because he seriously is. Whether he likes it or not.
Happy Birthday, Blue Kid.
Have fun runnin' in outer space...