This may be from 2002, but it’s still hilarious to watch a major network news anchor mince his words.

Way back in the 1980′s, I received a minor in computer science. Before anyone thinks this is anything special (and I pray, for the sake of the children, that nobody does), I need to stress two important things.

First, I took five years of French and all I can say is ‘Allez-vous a la biblioteque avec la grand chat du guerre.” In other words, I don’t retain a whole hell of a lot.

Second, every single thing I learned about computer programming is pretty much useless now.

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When I was eight years old I had a toy cat that was remote controllable. Now when I say remote controllable, I don’t mean I held a box with a long antenna and a few little buttons on it, I mean it had a wire that went through a leash with a forwards and backwards button that made the cat crawl.

I loved this kitty up to the day it began moving by itself in the middle of the night. I would play with it all day long. When bedtime rolled around I would tuck it into its bed that I had made for it on one side of my dresser.

When I woke up it was on the floor by the bedroom door.

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