Kids in Cool Music Shirts

The other day I was driving and I saw a kid (middle schooler) wearing an Outkast shirt, with the Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik album cover art. The first thought that came through my mind was, What does this kid know about Outkast? That album was released in 1994 — more than ten years before this child was even born.

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I personally owned and wore my Outkast brand jean shorts, back when jean shorts were acceptable to wear in public — also many years before that same kid was even born.

It took a few minutes for me to realize that I was just being a silly grinch. Why do we have to think that way? I remember when I was in high school and I started listening to more Classic Rock. Today, I own Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin and Rush t-shirts — although I have seen Rush live twice. I’m just like that kid, but a future version of him. I’m sure many older people have seen me wearing my old band shirts and thought, What does this kid know about [INSERT OLD BAND NAME HERE].

Pretty much every human likes The Beatles and that’s fine, even though half of them are no longer living — and haven’t been for some time now. Music lasts forever. I recently started listening to a lot of Sam Cooke. That’s music from sixty years ago — the early 1960s.


I know plenty of parents who try to push their music, movies and shows onto their children. I try to push the stuff I like onto my nephews too. Also, I’m a fan of new music. Last year, my most listened to album was most likely Olivia Rodrigo’s SOUR — while running.

So why is it that any random young kid who likes a band you like is seen as a punk or poser? Maybe that kid has a cool parent (or aunt or uncle) who got them into Outkast. Maybe that kid went out and discovered these artists on their own. How much music did you discover on your own, and with the help of your friends or family members?

*But also maybe that kid is a little punk, because many of them are, but at least they have good taste in one area.

So, from now on when you see a child wearing a shirt featuring an old band, movie, game or anything that you’re a fan of maybe you should just give them a thumbs up, a high five, or a “Cool Shirt, kid,” or whatever it is they’re saying these days.

Another option is just to not get annoyed with them and say something like, That kid knows what’s up, in your own head so you don’t come off as a creepy old boomer to this little kid.

Either way, let’s all stop being jerks in real life and on the internet.

THE RETURN OF BTS MUGSHOTS

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Last week marked the return of the “Back to School Mugshot,” which is something I don’t really remember from my childhood, but I guess has become a thing thanks to Social Media and all that jazz. Every year around this time your Instagram and Facebook feeds become filled with pictures of small children holding up a cardboard sign with their number or grade. These look like cute little mugshots of young/future criminals or maybe it’s a ransom note of a child asking you to save them from their deranged parents.

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I know there’s one of these pictures of me in a photo album somewhere, but my mom took that picture for herself, not to show off to all her friends (also, there was no internet back then, so she would have to go knocking on everyone’s door to show them this strange picture of me). Also, the picture of me isn’t a mugshot, it’s me standing there in my uniform with my Ninja Turtles lunch box. Probably of my first day of school or grade school.

Why do parents torture their children just to share it with the whole world?

More likes!

Have you ever posted a photo on Instagram or Facebook (Let’s not talk about Twitter, you won’t get many likes there…) just to see how many likes you get?  Here’s some quick numbers I made up from posts I’ve seen:
 
Baby Puppies = 50+ likes
Lil’ Kitties = 75+ likes
Cute babies = 100+ likes
Ugly Babies = 110+ [pity] likes

Next time you’re with someone who has a baby, borrow it for a second, take a picture (of or with that baby) and post it on Instagram or Facebook. See how many “likes” that picture gets compared to your others, you may even get some comments like, “Aw cute!,” “LOL” or “When did you get a baby???”

I’ve seen many (non-parent) girls who are extremely obsessed with ‘upping’ their “Likes” and “Followers” pull this move:

1 They ask a friend/stranger to borrow their baby.
2 They take a “Selfie” with that baby.
3 They quickly hand that baby off to their mother.
4 They post the pic and watch all day for results.

And they will get plenty of them. Whoring yourself out for Social Media interactions is like fantasy football for these girls. They’re just battling to see who will receive the most interactions/engagements, but there is no money to be won.

So, next time you think of using someone’s baby or your own baby just to get more engagement on social media, first ask the child if they mind.

And here’s something else…

Stoner Tendencies

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Last night, I went to see Disney’s Zootopia with my BEARica. We walked into the dark theater and it was filled with moms and their horrible children. How do I know these children were horrible? The one behind me kicked my seat a few times and even started to yell and cry.

We were the only two non-parent, “young” adults (I guess I’m now classified as an adult? 30 years old is an adult, right?).

All the mothers’ eyes were staring at the two of us as we entered. I knew they all had the same thought on their minds, look at these silly stoners, coming in here to ruin our family-friendly, movie-experience.

First off, I am not a stoner. I just happen to love animated films. Especially those films created by Disney and/or Pixar (but also those created by Dreamworks and anyone else). Of course, it didn’t help that we walked in with a giant oversized soda, some popcorn, a hot dog, chicken fingers and an order of fries. We had so much food the food concierge gave me a cardboard platter to carry it all.

With the movie taking place during my dinner time (7:30-9:30), you better believe I brought a full meal in there with me. I would have snuck in some candy too, if I had more time before the movie. Movie candy is way too expensive. Movie everything is way too expensive. Only at sporting events, movie theaters, theme parks and Manhattan will people not question paying $12 for a soda.

This isn’t a movie review article, but Zootopia was totes awesome sauce! Just like every other Disney or Disney/Pixar movie ever made.

I guess what I’m saying is that although I am no stoner, I do have a few (or even more than just a few) stoner tendencies. And, I know that anytime I perform any of these stoner-type activities, people are always watching and judging. Do I care? No, not really. But, I can feel their thoughts and that’s enough to make me write about it (plus, I didn’t learn anything else this week).

Here are a few other stoner-ish pastimes I have been known take part in:

[1]
I will go to CVS or 7-11 past midnight just to buy a candy bar. And when I get there I will end up buying 2 to 3 candy bars when I notice that it’s buy two, get one FREE. I also will go to CVS at midnight or the next day after any “big candy” holiday. You have your Day after Valentine’s Day sale, your Easter Monday sale, your All Saints Day sale, and of course the big After-Christmas Clearance! My freshman year of college I had no car in Tallahassee and my birthday was Easter Monday, so as a birthday gift I made a friend drive me to CVS for cheap Easter candy.

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I may also end up at Winn-Dixie 10 minutes before they close to buy ice cream making ingredients. To a stranger, it may look as if I’m going to throw a bunch of candy and sweet things in a blender with milk and heavy cream and drink away my sorrows. I mainly go to Winn-Dixie right around closing time to avoid the unwanted conversations with people I don’t want to run into.

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I may end up at a FroGurt store, filling my bucket to the point where the scale can’t even read it. And I may be there with a friend. Also, we may be giggling like idiots at something stupid. But, trust me, we are not on drugs, we’re just hungry for some delicious sweetness.

We used to go to Cold Stone, but now it cost more than a normal meal. So, let me get this straight Cold Stone? You expect me to pay the same amount of cash as I just paid for a burger, fries and a beer? No thank you. I’m headed to FroGurtland or Gelatotown instead.

 

So, if you see me out and suspect me of being high on drugs, just remember, I’m not on drugs. I’m just fat, and love sweets and animated films, but I also love live-action films and regular food too.

So deal with it.

 

[Also, you should share this with people, so they can learn it’s ok to enjoy sweets and things without being on drugs.]