MySpace and the fountain of eternal youth!
It appears that no one ever gets older than 30 on MySpace. For example:
1. I am 29 on MySpace, when I celebrated my 30th birthday last month, the first thing I did the morning of was change my birth year from 1976 to 1977. Let me emphasize that I changed my birth year at approximately 7am, before having my morning Dunhill, brushing my teeth or even using the bathroom I changed my age on my MySpace account.
2. My political science teacher from HIGH SCHOOL is on MySpace, his age is 29. Unless Mr. Ortiz was negative one when I was a senior in high school, he is lying. The fact that he also proclaims to love the band Sugarcult (demographic of average fan is a 15 to 16 year old girl) makes me think he may be, in the words of Waylon Jennings, ‘lookin’ for love in all the wrong places.
3. People who I went to college with who were in grad school when I was a freshman (and were not early admission prodigies) are listed as 29 years old. If you were a Teaching Assistant with a full beard and salt and pepper hair when I was 18, you are not 29 years old.
I know that extended adolescence (http://www.usatoday.com/life/lifestyle/2004-09-30-extended-adolescence_x.htm) is a part of our culture, but what is so bad about growing up?
1. I am 29 on MySpace, when I celebrated my 30th birthday last month, the first thing I did the morning of was change my birth year from 1976 to 1977. Let me emphasize that I changed my birth year at approximately 7am, before having my morning Dunhill, brushing my teeth or even using the bathroom I changed my age on my MySpace account.
2. My political science teacher from HIGH SCHOOL is on MySpace, his age is 29. Unless Mr. Ortiz was negative one when I was a senior in high school, he is lying. The fact that he also proclaims to love the band Sugarcult (demographic of average fan is a 15 to 16 year old girl) makes me think he may be, in the words of Waylon Jennings, ‘lookin’ for love in all the wrong places.
3. People who I went to college with who were in grad school when I was a freshman (and were not early admission prodigies) are listed as 29 years old. If you were a Teaching Assistant with a full beard and salt and pepper hair when I was 18, you are not 29 years old.
I know that extended adolescence (http://www.usatoday.com/life/lifestyle/2004-09-30-extended-adolescence_x.htm) is a part of our culture, but what is so bad about growing up?
posted by Anomie-Atlanta at Wednesday, May 17, 2006
1 Comments:
Well, only about 6 months until I roll back my chronometer a year then.
Seriously, I am just about ready for the road show of "Logan's Run".
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