The Lumberyard guy, John saw "Spamalot" this weekend. Reading his post reminded me of something...
A while back I was dating a guy who was 11 years younger than I. We got along fairly well even if the romance faded rapidly, we still went out to dinner or movies or shopping when he needed to buy something for his daughter or whoever. I never worried about a long-term relationship because I knew our age difference would catch up with us sooner or later. And since I'm young at heart, it took a long time for it to happen...and it happened it stages.
The first time it happened we were in F-ville at the mall. We dropped in Spencer's (a novelty shop that had 'head' stuff, adult stuff and goofy stuff) to look around. To my surprise there was a huge display of all thing's "Grail."
I said, "OMG, the Holy Grail. I love that movie."
He said, "What movie?"
I stared hard at him, wondering if he was joking. "Monty Python and the Holy Grail."
He said, "Never heard of it."
My mouth dropped. "Wha...t? Monty Python is a comedy group out of England. Hell, they are England. Haven't you ever seen the show? It's on PBS quite often."
He yawned, "Nope. I have no idea who they are." And he walked away while I stared at his retreating back, thinking "We are truly doomed." And the first nail went into the coffin.
The next nail happened I asked if we could go see "KC & The Sunshine Band" at the HOB in Myrtle Beach. He said no after promising me if I went to a "Beach Boys" concert with him that he would take me to see whatever band I wanted to see. His excuse was "I don't 'get' the 70's."
I lOOoooOOooove the 70's. And aren't the Beach Boys a part of the 70's????
Then one night, he called and asked, "Sherrie, what are sea monkeys?"
My answer was drowned out by the hammer hitting the final nail and the heavy thump of dirt covering the coffin.