#95 My Generation and Then Some

My brother sent this to me via email. I thought it was cute as well as pertinent to my blog since, in my blog, I write about thoughts on life, living, the pursuit of the perfect body and the inevitable aging of our finally [if one is so lucky] achieved perfect body. Below are some fun musings on then and now. I made a few changes, but it should still give you a giggle.

1978: Long hair
2028: Longing for hair

1978: KEG
2028: EKG

1978: Acid rock
2028: Acid reflux

1978: Moving to California because it's cool
2028: Moving to Arizona because it's warm

1978: Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor
2028: Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor

1978: Seeds and stems
2028: Roughage

1978: Hoping for a BMW
2028: Hoping for a BM

1978: Going to a new, hip joint
2028: Receiving a new hip joint

1978: Rolling Stones
2028: Kidney Stones

1978: Screw the system
2028: We are the system

1978: Disco
2028: Costco

1978: Passing the drivers' test
2028: Passing the vision test

1978: Whatever
2028: Depends

Just in case you weren't feeling old enough, this will certainly change things. Each year the staff at Beloit College in Wisconsin puts together a list to try to give the faculty a sense of the mindset of this year's incoming freshmen. Here's this year's list:

The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1992.

They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.

Their lifetime has always included AIDS.

Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.

The CD was introduced 2 years before they were born .

They have always had an answering machine and call waiting.

They have always had cable.

They cannot fathom not having a remote control.

Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.

They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.

They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are.

They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.

They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane, Boss, de plane.."

They do not care who shot J. R. nor do they have any idea who J. R. is.

They never experienced McDonald's in Styrofoam containers.

Most don't have a clue how to use a typewriter, but can tell you the working of a microwave.


Quote of the Day: "I think I've discovered the secret of life - you just hang around until you get used to it." ~Charles Schulz