Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Suppose I should post something, or, it's a conspiracy, c-o-n-spiracy

Sure, spun an abundant howl of Alice, Soundgarden, Nirvana, occasionally peppered with Skin Yard, Gruntruck, but the lost 90s grooved much of these yokels as well. Most twentysomethings spend those 3650+ days entangled in some pointless gobbledygook such as "finding themselves" [ed. note: pretend the quotes are fingers accompanied by an unseen, Marty Feldman-esque bulge] but for us morans, 'twas the rusty car diaper shuffle, known in some circles as the magnet tar pit trap, & now that the first party crasher is a recent twentysomething, I feel old. But since I'm old & pop no temporary bliss, the sense of an ending quickly fades as I creak back & mellow to some tunes.

18 comments:

Lisa Golden said...

No. I feel old.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I found myself working on Wall Street, until I didn't.
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Demeur said...

Who stole my retirement? Thought I'd be lounging on the beach with Pink Floyd by now.

Randal Graves said...

Thanks to you Geritolians, the futuriffic e-interwebs is the place to go to feel less dessicated. Have a cigar.

susan said...

You know you're old when you find a web page dedicated to sounds you don't hear anymore and remember when they were new.

Randal Graves said...

That's fantastic. At least once or twice a year, we still get someone asking if we've a manual typewriter, which, for the record, we don't.

Lisa Golden said...

Oh my word, susan. And I wonder why I can't finish reconciling this stupid hotel bill.

Randal Graves said...

Are you saying a Space Invader Serenade won't do the trick?

Prunella Vulgaris said...

'You are old, Metal Dad, the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white,
And yet you incessantly bang with your head --
Do you think, at your age, it is right?'

'In my youth', Metal Dad replied to his son,
'I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.'

Randal Graves said...

"Speak roughly to your coworker and beat him when he complains,
He only does it to annoy because he knows it greatly pains."

Beach Bum said...

I creak back & mellow to some tunes.

Much to the amazement of my twenty-something self who still lives in hazy, chemically induced fog of memories I find Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennett, and even some retro-Rod Stewart singing American standards fills that bill.

Life As I Know It Now said...

Oh come on, your just conning us again!

okjimm said...

ya, what Life said.... youse a Con, dude....for all we know you are really just a teen age Keebler elf working at the cracker factory down in Canton.

Randal Graves said...

BB, once upon a time, Rod used to rock.

life, I'm not s-m-r-t enough to con a Keystone Kop.

okjimm, I wouldn't be caught dead working there. Now, the box factory, they know how to treat their employees.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I see you did not deny the "teen age Keebler elf" part...
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Demeur said...

Maybe it was the tire factory in Akron. I hear their back up and running. Plus you'd need ear buds to work there.

Nunly said...

I was old once, but then I started to blog and now I'm young 'cuz you can be whatever you want on a blog. Right? Let me dig out some old pics of me in my 20's and I'll bet I can convince some schmuck that I really look like that now. :-)

Prunella Vulgaris said...

Why does Mr. Robinson look like he should be in a black metal band in here?

Also, since they both love the 70's SO MUCH, when's the inevitable Akerfeldt collaboration going to happen?