For those young whipper-snappers of today (damn kids!), it was a different world back then. We had no cell phones nor anything called the internet. If we needed to look something up, there was no Google. We had to find an encyclopedia or something of that ilk, and leaf through the dusty pages. I don't have any facts or figures, but I assume there were a lot more paper cuts back in those days. It was a different time, indeed. Hell, I could get a comic book, at the supermarket's spinner rack, for 60 cents. Nowadays, you'd be hard pressed to find one for less than $2.99, and those are the cheap ones! And forget about online comics, because...well, um...there was no online back then. We did have vinyl records though, and they're hip again, so there's that. And yes kids, our music (and our clothes), though different than today, still pissed off the older generation, just like yours does. That will never change. Nor should it. But enough of this. What were my high school days like, you ask? Well, thanks for asking.
Prince and Depeche Mode were on the radio (and on the Walkman), my clothes had zippers where no zippers needed to be, and the mall was the place to hang out after school. The mall (Capital City Mall, to be exact about where we mallrats hung out) had stores like Chess King, and eateries like Lucas Pizza and the York Steak House. It was the place I saw my first midnight movie (I believe it was Monty Python's Meaning of Life) and where I would eventually become one of those weirdo (yay!) Rocky Horror kids, after graduation. It was thirty years ago today. I remember hanging out with Russ and Jeff and Randy and Laura, and the rest of the so-called gang. Playing D&D (yes, I have always been a nerd), drinking Mad Dog and wine coolers (we were young and stupid, with no discernible tastes yet), and looking super cool (relative term) in my checkered Vans, just like Spicoli wore in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Yeah, the Vans are actually back in style these days.
After graduation (29 years, 11 months, and 3 weeks ago today) brought on Senior Week at Ocean City, MD, a lot of Jack Daniels, a lot of stupid teenage partying, and the unofficial official end of my high school days. Now here we are, thirty years later, and the unofficial official end of this post. My actual high school reunion is set for September, but I have yet to attend one of these things, and I don't see that changing in the Fall. Just ain't my thang, as they say. To close, let me mention one of my favourite movies of my high school days - The Breakfast Club. Coming out a few months before that aforementioned graduation, it pretty much summed up my high school years. I always wanted to be Bender (the Criminal) but looking back, I now know I've always been, and always will be, Allison (the Basket Case), even if they ruined her with that ridiculous makeover at the end. Anyhoo, that's it gang. See ya 'round the web. Don't you forget about me.