I am lying here remembering when the television used to go off the air at night. That sort of comforting good night message. The last few moments spent watching government of Canada approved tourist shots of our great nation set to a men’s choir rendition of the anthem. Then just the hum. Off the air. It is way past late.
Insomniacs are spoiled now. I miss the simpler times. Like 1986. When all a girl and her soul-sister-gal-pal had were some Night Moves and some stolen rye. And, perhaps a little Night Ride. Gawd, I miss those days!
This one goes out to you Sim Sam Sum! I love you and I know you are going to rock this! See you on the other side. Meet you on the badminton court.