So, a month ago I'm at the doctor's office, and there's this New York Magazine with an article on Grups. I have time to kill, so I read it. When I'm done, I think to myself, "hey, this is me!" And also I think, "but it's not GRUP in that old Star Trek episode, it's GRUMP." And I think, "hey, this is also me."
So what does it mean when you're life is all of a sudden encapsulated by some new demographic category? All of a suddent I'm all 2 dimensional and stuff. I mean, OK, so I like to wear sneakers and hoodies and I'm in my (late) 30s... so freakin' what?! I'm like some fictional character over here? Next thing you know Madison Avenue will be knocking at the door asking me to do focus groups, or trying to do fly-on-the-wall stuff in my bar. To this I say, "NO FREAKIN' WAY!"
Who I'd like to meet: You know, the usual suspects - poets, writers, geniuses, but no more musicians... them I'm fed up to my eye teeth with.
