Ping list for the discussion of the politics and social aspects that directly effects Generation-X (Those born from 1965-1981) including all the spending previous generations (i.e. The Baby Boomers) are doing that Gen-X and Y will end up paying for.
Freep mail me to be added or dropped. See my home page for details.
As a boomer, I have to agree..our generation is the most self-centered in history and will bankrupt this country when they start to hit 65. This is the generation personal websites were invented for because of the illusion that anyone really gives a flying crap about our "greatness" or "revolution. I hope the country survives us.
As a boomer, I have to agree..our generation is the most self-centered in history and will bankrupt this country when they start to hit 65. This is the generation personal websites were invented for because of the illusion that anyone really gives a flying crap about our "greatness" or "revolution". I hope the country survives us.
Uh, it's Gen-Reagan, now, according to Cinnamon Girl. Can you please add me to your Footloose-dancing, After-school Special-watching, Gen-Reagan ping list.
I was born and some guy walked on the moon.
>:P
Please add me to the Gen X list.
There were some good things
and good times for these people.
My personal pick
for most romantic
song ever written came in
'77 --
Way on the other side of the Hudson,
deep in the bosom of suburbia,
I met a young girl, she sang mighty fine,
Tears on My Pillow and Ave Maria.
Standing by the waterfall in Paramus Park
she was working for the Friends-of-BAI
She was collecting quarters in a paper cup.
She was looking for change and so was I.
She was a Jewish girl. I fell in love with her.
She wrote her number on the back of my hand.
I called her up, I was all out of breath, I said,
"Come hear me play in my rock and roll band.
I took a shower and I put on my best blue jeans.
I picked her up in my new VW van.
She wore a peasant blouse with nothing underneath.
I said, "Hi". She said, "Yeah, I guess I am."
Ariel…
We had a little time, we were real hungry.
We went to Dairy Queen for something to eat.
She had some onion rings. She had a pickle.
She forgot to tell me that she didn't eat meat.
I had a gig in the American Legion Hall.
It was a dance for the Volunteer Ambulance Corp.
She was sitting in a corner against the wall.
She would smile and I melted all over the floor.
Ariel…
I took her home with me. We watched some TV,
Annette Funicello and some guy going steady.
I started fooling around with the vertical hold.
We got the munchies and I made some spaghetti.
We sat and we talked into the night,
while channel 2 was signing off the air.
I found the softness of her mouth.
We made love to bombs bursting in Arrrrrriel….
Ariel…
[Ariel, Dean Friedman]
Somethin's happen here, boomers are getting theris!