Rick wrote:mikemarrs wrote:i had some kids playing outside the house today and had the greatest hits album by journey cranked up.this eleven year old boy told me to throw on some lil wayne and lose that boring crap that i was playing and throw it in the trash and quit living in the 90's.well in his words anyway.then his friend chimed in and guessed i was forty although i'm in my mid thirties.i started a pitch for all things good and all things eighties.these kids called me a boring old fart and said they couldn't imagine living back then.i told them i'm glad i wasn't coming of age now,lol.
Don't sweat those little snot noses. lol I'm 46, look 56 and feel 106.


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loved that response, Rick! Well done! Well, I'm 49, but my brain thinks I'm 29 and my body, on a good day, reminds me that if I don't take care of it toot sweet I will wake up feeling 109!
I personally am not a fan of snot-nose, bebe's kids, then again youth and maturity do not always mix. My mother played all types of music, Miriam Mekeba; Hugh Masekela; We Five; Mormon Tabernacle; Peter, Paul & Mary; Credence Clearwater, Simon & Garfunkel; Pete Seegar; Carly Simon, etc. My brother and I hated it! We were into the Jackson Five.
We did not appreciate the aforementioned music until we got older, of course. Now, I find myself reveling whenever I hear the radio playing all those great sounds!