May 12, 1984
Yes, I (extremely heavy sigh) remember what I did today 23 years ago. And it's one of those days that's to the DAY, too...not just the date. May 12, 1984 was ALSO a Saturday. Go ahead, check. This memory of mine, as i'm sure i've said before, can sometimes be a burden, as i'm CONSTANTLY confronted with the swift passage of time. And the older I get, the worse it is. I mean, in my mind, that means that the NEXT 23 years are just gonna fucking fly. Oy, fucking vey. That assumes, God willing, I live that long. This is cheery, huh?
HOW in the name of God can it be TWENTY-THREE years since my family left for Florida in the car at 7am?!?!?! I even recall that Mr. Lyons across the street was outside and wished us a good trip. And i'm pretty sure it was cloudy, maybe even lightly raining. Our trip would be truncated by my getting the chicken pox in Key Biscayne, then enduring an epic, rushed trip back to NJ, me in the humid, sticky back seat with itchy pock marks all over my body. Yes, very pleasant.
And here's where it gets the most freaky. And I'm wondering if I blogged about this last year? I ALSO recall the headlines of that morning's paper...the deadly haunted house fire at Great Adventure the night before. Eight teenagers died. Which is just horrific. So I just Wikipedia'd "Great Adventure fire" and got the whole story fresh. And it lists the names and ages of those killed -- ages 15 through 18 -- and it's just sooooooooooo creepy and bizarre that they'd be 38 to 41-years-old now. STILL young. God. Their lives snuffed out while having fun at an amusement park. It's just creepy, everything about it...the events itself, and that I remember it yearly in my fucked up mind. You know where this is going...be grateful you're here.
Now that i've brought everyone to the brink of wrist-slitting, let me end by noting...WOW!!...that on 5/12/84, barely anyone knew who Madonna was. She'd only released HOLIDAY and BORDERLINE, and only the latter had a video, which was JUST getting airplay around May. So THIS is a good thing...because it seems like an eternity since the world existed sans Madonna. Which means life doesn't go SO fast. Ok, so it does, but i'm trying to be optimistic here...
HOW in the name of God can it be TWENTY-THREE years since my family left for Florida in the car at 7am?!?!?! I even recall that Mr. Lyons across the street was outside and wished us a good trip. And i'm pretty sure it was cloudy, maybe even lightly raining. Our trip would be truncated by my getting the chicken pox in Key Biscayne, then enduring an epic, rushed trip back to NJ, me in the humid, sticky back seat with itchy pock marks all over my body. Yes, very pleasant.
And here's where it gets the most freaky. And I'm wondering if I blogged about this last year? I ALSO recall the headlines of that morning's paper...the deadly haunted house fire at Great Adventure the night before. Eight teenagers died. Which is just horrific. So I just Wikipedia'd "Great Adventure fire" and got the whole story fresh. And it lists the names and ages of those killed -- ages 15 through 18 -- and it's just sooooooooooo creepy and bizarre that they'd be 38 to 41-years-old now. STILL young. God. Their lives snuffed out while having fun at an amusement park. It's just creepy, everything about it...the events itself, and that I remember it yearly in my fucked up mind. You know where this is going...be grateful you're here.
Now that i've brought everyone to the brink of wrist-slitting, let me end by noting...WOW!!...that on 5/12/84, barely anyone knew who Madonna was. She'd only released HOLIDAY and BORDERLINE, and only the latter had a video, which was JUST getting airplay around May. So THIS is a good thing...because it seems like an eternity since the world existed sans Madonna. Which means life doesn't go SO fast. Ok, so it does, but i'm trying to be optimistic here...
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