Thought of the day 12/27/08

I finally had to admit that I'm getting old when I became genuinely excited by the prospect of receiving new socks for Christmas. When I was a kid, I never realized just how awesome new socks can be. They are precisely twice as awesome as not getting picked last for dodgeball, and they're three times as awesome as getting out of jury duty. They are, however, slightly less awesome than merely seeing a black-and-white picture of Scarlett Johansson. The feet are really the hands of the legs, and who doesn't love a good pair of gloves?