Getting Old

1978 - 2010
This should be sent only to those whose level of  maturity qualifies them to relate to it...  

1978:  Long hair 
2010:  Longing for hair 

1978: KEG  
2010:  EKG 
 
1978  :  Acid rock 
2010:  Acid reflux 
  
1978:  Moving to California  because it's cool 
2010:  Moving to  Arizona because it's warm 
    
1978:  Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor  
2010:  Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor 
    
1978:  Seeds and stems
2010:  Roughage  
  
1978:  Hoping for a  BMW
2010:  Hoping for a BM  
  
1978:  Going to a new, hip joint
2010:  Receiving a new hip joint 
  
1978:  Rolling Stones  
2010:  Kidney Stones  
  
1978:  Screw the system
2010:  Upgrade the system 
  
1978:  Disco 
2010:  Costco  
     
1978:  Parents begging you to get your hair cut
2010:  Children begging you to get their heads shaved
  
1978:  Passing the drivers' test
2010:  Passing the vision test  
    
1978:  Whatever  
2010:  Depends  

Just  in case you weren't feeling too old today, this will certainly change things. Each year the staff at  Beloit College in Wisconsin puts together a list to try to give the faculty a sense of the mindset of this year's incoming freshmen. Here's this year's list: 

The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in1992.  
 
They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up. 

Their lifetime has always included AIDS.  
 
Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.  
 
The CD was introduced 2 years  before they were born.  
 
They have always had an answering machine.  
 
They have always had cable.  
 
They cannot fathom not having a remote control.  

Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.  
 
Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave.

They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.  
 
They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are.
 
They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.
 
They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane, Boss, de plane." 
             
They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is.
 
McDonald's never came in Styrofoam containers.  
  
They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.  

Do you feel old yet?
Pass this on to the other old fogies on your list. Notice the larger type... that's for those of you who have trouble reading.