David Allen ate at Some Crust one day, and overheard a conversation between two people.
"What are you in?" the writer asked.
"I'm in plastics," the man said.
"Plastics?" the writer said, smiling. "That was the big joke in the '60s after 'The Graduate.'"
Nodding, the plastics man said sagely: "I know a lot of people who got into plastics because of it."
Great, people are modeling their lives after movies. Is someone going to become a dancer because of "Dirty Dancing" or "Footloose"?
Or I have a more worrisome prospect. What if my home computer - or, heaven forbid, my work computer - happens to catch 2001?
