one thing about working with people who are substantially younger is that they tend to ask you questions that somehow end up feeling like history lessons. i initially thought this was just me with my version of [[back in my day...]] but when i started to really pay attention that's not really how it goes down. they know me. i'm not like their parents. but i have information that previously they could only really get from people like their parents. so they kinda lead me in that direction and then i tend to run with it a little further than i should. and, i don't know, maybe they're winding me up a little, but in a good spirited way.
amanda is always asking me about the 90s. she's in her early 30s and the 90s are for her what the 70s are for me. which is kinda funny because when i was in the 90s there were a lot of ways that i thought the 90s were trying to do the 70s-- at least stylistically-- which i don't see so much looking back. at the time i was comparing it to the 80s. i had trouble letting go of the 80s.
i was having just such a conversation with amanda last friday, and as i walked away i was dropped back into a conversation i had in the 90s-- i haven't thought about in years.
i was watching, i think it was, the big sleep, with a friend. ya know, there are ways in which the world i grew up in is a lot closer to this one (pointing at the tv screen) than to the one we're living in now.
right. because your family traveller around in a covered wagon and dinosaurs roamed the earth.
even then, i was hanging out with younger people telling em how old i was on the regular. but i meant it and i stand by that statement. and i realized-- that was before the world wide web (which, of course, no one calls it anymore).