I’m a part of Generation X.
I’m part of the last generation to live through the cold war, and the first generation to do worse than their parents.
I lived through the 80’s before they became retro.
I watched TV in black and white, and my phone actually had a dial—not buttons. I remember a life before call-waiting.
I witnessed first hand the death of disco and the birth of punk rock.
I’m old enough to be pissed off by remakes of the movies from my youth.
I died of dysentary on the Oregon Trail.
The themes from M*A*S*H and Hill Street Blues were my lullabies.
I’m old enough to know that the now-retro fashion choices coming back into popularity were a bad idea the first time around.
My cartoons were hand drawn, and when I read, I chose my own adventure.
I’m old enough to be annoyed by teenagers and never get carded for beer anymore.
I’m old enough to remember when MTV played music.
Most importantly, I’m old enough to be nostalgic for my youth.
That’s why I find myself trolling the web for bits and pieces of it every now and then…
Now, I’ll admit…
That’s probably why most of the memories from my youth are centered around the television.
So look forward to more trips, or perhaps more to wit, staggers down memory lane from time to time…