It was last Saturday afternoon. I thought to myself, I've gotten a lot done today: I went to yoga, got some stuff at Whole Foods, got a pedicure, met with a financial planner, and saw our friend A's baby.
Holy. Crap. Would it be humanly possible for me to fit more yuppie activities into one 24-hour period? Only if I had done some recreational drugs or renovated something. So, yes. I am a yuppie. Not that they use that word anymore, but there it is.
Which got me thinking, now that we've finished the Wire, maybe our next TV-on-DVD obsession should be thirtysomething. Watching other yuppies navigate this decade might give me a heads-up, I think. Only to find out that thirtysomething is NOT AVAILABLE on DVD! Talk about a market breakdown. How are we to learn from history if we can't easily watch fictionalized versions of it on the boob tube?