I'm so exhausted that I'll be brief for today's post, but check here tomorrow for a really wonderful story about something that happened to my dad this week.
I was in Target the other day and on the dorm-room-type aisles, there was a gaggle of adolescent girls giggling over dancing animated little goofy animal things that played snippets of songs when you pushed a button.
Now, I normally don't home in on a group of anyone in public, but they were giggly and silly, and I was looking at something nearby.
One of the girls pushed a button and a Spice Girls song came on. A girl--maybe 12 or 13 said "Gaw! Spice girls are so, like" *gasp* "middle aged!"
This cracked me up. I'm guessing the Spice girls are 30-ish? That's so, like, ancient!
I must be prehistoric.
Jeez, that must make me geriatric!
It'll be wall to wall Posh spice for you soon. Her and Becks are looking to become celebrities acroos the pond. Good luck !
"This cracked me up. I'm guessing the Spice girls are 30-ish? That's so, like, ancient!"
But even with my ever increasing CRS I remember a time when I wondered if I would live to be 30. It did seem like old age to me. And now my baby boy is 43. Dayum, I am gettin' on up there.
I was talking about the 70s today in class and a soldier spoke up and said that his dad had told him about a TV show "back in the old days" that had some guy named "Archie"? I had to laugh.
tickersoid - you and me both!
nongirlfriend - you ARE geriatric, chicken! Here's an app for AARP membership, you old heifer!
ben heller- I'd be terrified to see her already-anorexic form stretched wall-to-wall. She's so "there's no there there." *yawn* Now I'll live in dread of the PR onslaught. Thanks for the warning.
Myron- It's amazing how it all happens, innit? I'll be 41 in a few days, and me, a mere child!
fathairybastard - *L* That's funny. In other words, these kids won't even understand the irony of the cultural references in Tarantino movies?
Wow, it must be over for us then.
My dad and I was driving through the Vanderbilt campus back in the late 60's and dad said "Watch this!" and honked his horn at a convertible we were approaching going in the same direction.
As we pulled along side a DUDE turned his head to look in the horn's direction...my dad almost died and I couldn't stop laughing. He wasn't used to long-haired boys yet.
big dick - it's official: it's all over but the cryin'.
mushy - you know, that actually makes a better story than your pop honking at a hot chick! Me likee!
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