This article from Chartattack about The Constantines’ sophomore album appeared in my newsreader as a “new item” and I briefly panicked and wondered if I had Life-On-Mars‘ed back to 2003. I checked my collar and my pantlegs for tell-tale widening before realizing that a) it was just a CMS glitch and I am not unstuck in time and b) I dress the same now as I did six years ago and I should have looked for a newspaper or felt around for my long flowing locks of hair.
Sidenote: The first time I met the Sherry (2004) I was wearing a shirt I had accidentally set fire to earlier that day.