Blast from the Past
As just about anybody who knows me could tell you, I live in that past. I often reminisce about my high school years or my early 20’s (in college/post college). It’s very strange because I wasn’t necessarily the most popular kid in school. In fact, I was far from it. And all of my friends from that time tell me now (21 years later) that they were miserable in high school and have horrible memories of that time. I know our home lives were different, and in some cases their home lives were definitely worse (alcoholic parents, divorce, etc…), but I look back upon the friendships from that time, the excitement each summer brought when the Irish and Scottish college students arrived with their visas to work with us at the Cape Cod Mall, the rare day off from work going to the beach, and my fulltime babysitter starting in1983…MTV, all with great fondness.
Music was a hugely important thing for me throughout my life and truly does act as a soundtrack to my life.
I can hear a song and it will immediately transport me back to a memory I associate with it. Not surprisingly, a large chunk of my music is 80’s and early 90’s rock, new wave, and college radio (now known as alternative). It annoys Randy to no end that I have a “happy” mix of songs on my iPhone that includes artists like the Cure and the Smiths. But the songs don’t necessarily have to be happy songs to make it onto that playlist…they just have happy associations. It makes perfect sense to me, but when Randy hears Morrissey singing about a girlfriend in a coma, he finds it depressing.
Anyway, this post isn’t about music, it’s about another blast from the past. My college room mate is coming to stay with us for a few days. His flight arrives at the ghastly hour of 6:24am tomorrow and he and his partner will be staying with us until Friday. It sucks that things get dark so early this time of year, but considering Jeff is interested in seeing the city (and new buildings that have gone up over the past 14 years since he moved to California) things will at least look pretty cool all lit up.
Most importantly, I’m looking forward to catching up: chatting, drinking wine, playing card games…
…and listening to music.
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Sounds like fun! Give Jeff a hug for me.