It turns out I'm beta in a dvd world.
Like some door to door typewriter repairman.
The ugly girl at a high school dance.
Billy Joel on New Years Day 1990.
Or the old frail horse that worked his life away to plow the fields, but has been put out to pasture.
Some overweight aging disco dude rollerskating alone on Hollywood Bvd.
Cannibal's discarded ULBA.
Jan from the Brady bunch.
Billy Joel after Christie Brinkley left him.
Leftover meatloaf forgotten in the back of the refrigerator.
I don't wanna be a mullet.