Check out this creature! Fleetwood Mac provides the musical background. Listen to that steady competent drum work from Mick Fleetwood. Vocals are by Thom Yorke of Radiohead from a collaborative work with U.N.K.L.E. I’d like to dedicate this to all the brave groundhogs in America. Thank you for your service.
My favorite ornament, and it has nothing to do with the similarity to my grandpuhpah. I hate the way Americans disrespect their elders with their ugly pronunciations.
It is not an accident that I arrived in Pennsylvania, America for the very first time on February 2nd, 1984. It would be the last official year that America was still the land of opportunity, and not this competitive reality show of point and blame the newest immigrant. It was methodically purposeful that it was Groundhog’s Day.
I shit you not, I am a native of Carmexico, yes, the country that supplies the world with ironic lip balm, and the people who resemble human-sized groundhogs. I had to see for myself that there was actually an American holiday dedicated to the animal-sized version of my people.
One day after the State Of The Union, or #SOTU on Twitter®, I have come to the conclusion that our current president, Donald Trump, has matured. He can now drink a glass of water with one hand, and he can read off a teleprompter at a third grade level. Kudos.
This is not me. It is Robert Young from 1957. Our resemblance to each other is eerie.
My name is Carl Young, not to be confused by the realtor extraordinaire from the southwest suburbs with the same name. No worries, it happens all the time. In college, one weirdo asked if I was related to some famous psychiatrist. I walked on. If anything, a lot of people seem to think I look like a young Robert Young. It leads me to wonder, will I look like the old Robert Young as I get older?
The sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
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