Half Score and Seven Years Ago my younger self brought forth on this Internet, a new website, conceived in boredom, and dedicated to the proposition that not all days are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great social drought, testing whether that website, or any other website so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a page of below-average design, on the dot-net stepchild of the dot-com we once knew. We have come to dedicate a portion of that website, as a final resting place for those days long forgotten. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
Who knew life after school would be so dull? We heard stories of freedom and potential. We finally made it! Thirteen years spent in the confines of that cinderblock institution. We earned this life! Things would be fun and exciting. We suddenly had all of this time to spend with our friends and family, and no one could tell us otherwise.