I was reading Parents Magazine (shut up) and came across this insightful line:
The lap pool (with underwater speakers) is surrounded by a rocky grotto sprinkled with faux stars
Really? Faux stars? You mean there aren’t actual gas-filled celestial bodies powered by nuclear reactions scattered throughout the “rocky grotto”? Whew. Thanks for the clarification.
I was also reading Time Magazine where it was explained to me:
Go to the Los Angeles Museum of Contemporary Art (MOCA) in Los Angeles right now and you can see one of the … blah blah blah
Oh, so the Los Angeles Museum of Contemporary Art is in Los Angeles. No wonder I couldn’t find it. I’ve been looking in friggin Dallas for it this whole time.
Seriously. Are people so dumb nowadays they need explanations like this? Or am I just irritable from my phantom illness?