I’m with you on the 90’s nostalgia -- though I guess part of that’s just getting old. But also -- so much of what we’re living through now was set in motion in the 90’s -- that first dot-com bubble, Newt Gingrich & his Contract with America -- but it didn’t feel like anyone really saw the long game, so even the bad things had a kind of airiness about them, they could be dealt with as single events.
Yeah, travel, it’s weird. You know I felt funky about the crowds at Yellowstone. There was just something in the news about a newly discovered valley -- in China I think? -- with potentially a lot of new species and all I could think was, leave it the fuck alone! Still, I miss the excitement of travel, I’m not gonna lie.
I hear you, Tommy. Even where I live, which isn't suburbia but may as well be, I hate all the lawn pressure and such bullshit, and how it feels like a steady slide toward the world I am striving so hard against ... that and always feeling like the, "Yeah, but.... " guy. Which probably explains why I don't have any friends, heh....
I get you. Around here the guys my age tends to think having a contrary opinion counts as a personality, or are know-it-alls waiting for a chance to tell you why you should have bought Y or done X instead... it's rather exhausting.
That echoes so hard the guys I worked with in my old job, especially when I was still in Ohio and working in the office. "You know, what you ought to do...."
I’m with you on the 90’s nostalgia -- though I guess part of that’s just getting old. But also -- so much of what we’re living through now was set in motion in the 90’s -- that first dot-com bubble, Newt Gingrich & his Contract with America -- but it didn’t feel like anyone really saw the long game, so even the bad things had a kind of airiness about them, they could be dealt with as single events.
Yeah, travel, it’s weird. You know I felt funky about the crowds at Yellowstone. There was just something in the news about a newly discovered valley -- in China I think? -- with potentially a lot of new species and all I could think was, leave it the fuck alone! Still, I miss the excitement of travel, I’m not gonna lie.
I hear you, Tommy. Even where I live, which isn't suburbia but may as well be, I hate all the lawn pressure and such bullshit, and how it feels like a steady slide toward the world I am striving so hard against ... that and always feeling like the, "Yeah, but.... " guy. Which probably explains why I don't have any friends, heh....
I get you. Around here the guys my age tends to think having a contrary opinion counts as a personality, or are know-it-alls waiting for a chance to tell you why you should have bought Y or done X instead... it's rather exhausting.
That echoes so hard the guys I worked with in my old job, especially when I was still in Ohio and working in the office. "You know, what you ought to do...."
It's like walking around with a human Twitter account, giving advice nobody asked for.