What the...? 2009???

Is that what I'm supposed to write on my checks now?

Yes, I still write checks.

Last night was fun. Fantastic food and great beer. Too much of both, truth be told. I went to bed on a more-than-full stomach.

Yeah. I slept as well as one might expect.

Shortly I head out to another party. More fun to be had.

It is 2009.

How, exactly, did that happen?

Huh.

Well, good times. It's well into the 21st century. I'm ready for my flying car and personal force field.

Okay, maybe not the flying car.

People who can't handle driving on the ground shouldn't fly. Seriously.