>Do you remember going to "breakfasts"
> as a kid?
>My mom worked at a school and
> every year, during Catholic
> School's Week, they had a
> "Teacher's Breakfast"
>It smelled like pancakes
> syrup, orange juice, sausage
>Just thinking about it makes me
> ...cringe a little
>It was wild seeing my teachers
> outside of their natural habitats
>aka; their classrooms
>As I got older, I realized that the
> teachers had homes, and families
>Object permanence at it's finest
>I remember playing Super Smash
> Brothers with my sibling on our
> used Nintendo 64 on our shitty
> (by today's standards) CRT TV
>We would play it once we woke up
> and then a little after we got home
> and it was always on a Sunday
>
>I also tend to associate certain
> types of music with the weekend
>My sibling and I called it
> "Saturday Music"
> Because it sounded like a Saturday
>The most notable example is an old
> Hot Wheel PC game
>The title screen music was so Saturday
>And now my Saturday consists of
> Green Day, MCR, or some form of metal
> not some jumpy, post-modern rock
>
>Rock on, Soldier
>PEBKAC <3