I was standing in line at the grocery store when a misplaced magazine, GuitarEdge, caught my eye. The magazine was proclaiming the 30-year anniversary of the rock group, Van Halen. The band's main guy, Eddie Van Halen, was splashed on the cover, playing his guitar.
I appreciated how good he looked for being in the neighborhood of 50. Selling your soul to Satan has its advantages. If, in fact, he did not sell his soul to Satan, then Botox works just as well.
But then I noticed It.
Yeah, you see it, too. That can't possibly be his car keys in the side pocket. I nearly dropped the magazine. I mean, my thumb was right there!
Shiver me timbers!
I appreciated how good he looked for being in the neighborhood of 50. Selling your soul to Satan has its advantages. If, in fact, he did not sell his soul to Satan, then Botox works just as well.But then I noticed It.
Yeah, you see it, too. That can't possibly be his car keys in the side pocket. I nearly dropped the magazine. I mean, my thumb was right there!
Shiver me timbers!
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