I have never really been a person who has been that concerned with my age. I am not afraid to admit that I am 28 and I hope that I never come to the point where I feel that it is necessary to lie about my age. I think that age is truly relative and a person is only as old as they feel.
However, having said all of that, recently I have begun to become even more aware of my age. For example, just a few brief moments ago, I was watching some guilty pleasure T.V. (I plead the 5th on the actual program) and a commercial came on for a two disc music collection. I was singing along with every song they had included in the collection until they revealed the name of the collection, Amazing 90's.
Suddenly, I could not get the image of a over the hill rocker sitting in cut off jean shorts, sipping and Old Milwaukee, smoking PMs, sporting a mullet and wishing that Skynard could come out with a new album. I had the image of the day when I am surfing the radio waves, hear a great song that I remember from way back in the day, and realize that it is a classic music station.
Oh wait, that has already happened. 93.3 "throw back" weekend anyone?
Monday, December 06, 2004
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3 comments:
Sad thing, love. I've been there too.
Take heart in the fact that you will never drink Old Milwaukee.
Or have a mullet *shiver*
Nostalgia is good for you! Keeps you thinking about music and tv and times gone past... ah, such good times...
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