I'm normally not one to go off into Lileks territory, complaining about the kids with their rock music and short skirts and jitterbugging and sideways baseball caps. No, I generally leave that kind of talk to the professionals, who have far more experience in harumphing and a sharper eye for fashion than I.
But when you get to be a (youthful and terribly handsome!) 42 yr. old man, such as I am, sometimes you do get to reminiscing. You think back to simpler times and happier days - times when a fella could still get his favorite music on a Compact Digital disc instead of "signing up on top of the internets", or buy a tank of gas without taking out an equity loan. Heck, back then a guy could ignore a warning of impending terrorist attacks and concentrate on important things like BBQ and clearing brush. (And what's with the kids today? Have any of them ever cleared brush? We're raising a nation of wimps. Wimps, I tell ya!)
In those days, a simple "You've covered your ass!" was as good as a handshake. Vacations were about relaxing with the family, and a fella didn't have to take his work along with him or worry about the goings-on back at the office. Those were the days, my friend. Those were the days...
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Happy PDB Day, kids! Enjoy some BBQ, a couple cold beers and time with your family and friends. And if you can, find time to squeeze in a little brush clearing.