We were attacked by Mooninites yesterday. Actually, we've been under attack by Mooninites the last couple of weeks, but only just noticed yesterday. For much of the afternoon the Boston area was in lock down after finding "mysterious" electrical devices installed in many bridges and buildings around the city.

I wasn't in lock down, though. No, even though I am pushing 40 I knew exactly what these installations were. How come? Because I am awesome and cool and with it. I may not be Aqua Teen Hungerforce's target audience, but that hasn't stopped me from watching the show and laughing at its jokes even though I sometimes don't get them because I'm not 22 and have had sex with a woman before.

So If I've learned anything from this guerrilla-marketing-gone-bad story is that I am pretty much cooler and awesomer and more with it than anybody else in the whole world. Or at least Boston, anyway. I mean, I know what the Mooninites are, which all the Oldy McOldy city authorities do not, and at the same time I understand that given how uptight all the Oldy McOldies are these days, what a stupid idea this marketing campaign was to begin with (all of this could have been avoided had Turner Broadcasting gave a little head's up to Boston officials. Or would that not have "Guerrilla Market-y enough" to do?) And to top it off, the artist who played a role in creating and installing these things lives in the same town I do and he got arrested and I did not. Plus I was home all day yesterday because L'il Buddy had the flu and hence didn't get caught in all the massive traffic tie-ups. Oh, and I have a Wii. So basically I win and am better than all who were involved.

Ha-ha, suckers!

I'm gonna go celebrate by eating nine donuts and having a good cry. Until tomorrow, losers!

This post is dedicated to homebodies.