Ah The Twins. Looking back now it's been quite an adventure. I remember when I first saw them, pom-poms in hand and doing trampoline tricks during half time at the local college. Now I must admit, from time-to-time I got into trouble with the Twins, but for some strange reason they seem to like me. As evidence I cite their fondness for rubbing my ever growing (cough -cough) bald spot.
However, things are getting more difficult now as they approach their 30's.
Slap! Slap!
Er, I mean their mid-20's.
There latest passions, though, are driving me crazy. Sure I suffered through their pop-tart stage and sat through far too many electro-pop wave whatevers to fervently hope they've moved on. But lately their fervor for fast cars and designer clothes has really stretched the budget.
I'd pass the hat but the collective worth of the Forum is about $37.
Fortunately, I never have to worry about their world travel, their frequent travel to Bern and other European scientific centers are usually covered by the various nuclear scientist type groups they have professional credentials with.
However, the amount of Uncles these two have scattered around the world is almost impossible to keep track of, and their need to visit these relatives (I'm suspicious) leaves me home alone far too often.
After all, what' the point of having a killer system if you have nobody to gyrate under the disco ball.
Sigh.