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Nov 16, 2004
signs of aging
A few days ago, an friend from back in the day invited me to join a Yahoo group with some other friends from back in the day, to catch up and stuff. After I joined up I found a friend had posted the following: "cats can't talk. Neither can dogs, or penguins for that matter. We've taught a few chimps some sign language, but can we really call them linguistic?? I think not. Just because you put a cat in the oven, that dosen't make it a bisquet. I think, therefore I am. But if I think not, am I not. I guess, therefore I might be. " Funny, right?? I thought so to. But here's the kicker . . . I actually wrote that. It was a guestbook submission, circa 1996. Back in those days, the internet and email were just starting to catch on. I remember when I first go email, from time to time I would pair up with someone else, maybe RB, Fred, or Robert Mastin, and we would write up the funniest emails and would send them out to our friends. I remember starting with RB, and I can't for the life of me remember what we wrote. Only that it was a big hit. Then, Fred and I teamed up for a rendition of the "Three Little Pigs (Can I intrest you in some sticks?), which was hilarious, but with less critical aclaim. And then the highlight, sparking inside jokes that consumed an entire semester, was when Robert and I teamed up to plan our canidacy for the presidency of the United States, picking out our cabinet and outlining our platform. Why do I mention all of this. I don't know. I guess just to pine for the good ole days. I wish I had copies of all of those. And copies of the "Sightings of Dr Mayhew" emails that Robert and I would send each other periodicly. Or the email he sent in response to the chain letter, informing everyone that he had failed to forward the chain letter his sister had sent and that bad luck had indeeded fallen upon him. Then, there were the messages where, right after someone had forwared us a message about a virus scare saying don't open any emails with "pick your virus name" in the subject line, we would send everyone we knew an email with that virus name in the subject line. And finally, I wish I had the parody chain letter that me and Robert wrote. I wish for the days when email was just a toy. Back then, it was a novelty. The question those days was not, "What's your email address," rather, "Do you have an email address." Nothing important ever happened via email. Most people we would email had the same domain as us (wku.edu). Mostly, I wish I could write hilarious stuff like that again. My blog has been labled as "funny", but in my old age, it's been refined into really subtle stuff. All in all, I think I just want to be in college again. Ahh the good ole days. When cokes cost a quarter. posted
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