Aging. I’m not ok with it, no. Since time moves in one direction, I’m kinda stuck with it.

I’m within 7 days of my 36th birthday. Naturally, it’s time to reflect on how old that really is.

To celebrate, here’s a list of 36 things I’m old enough to remember:

1. Pogo Balls
2. MS-DOS
3. Hearing the static before the music came on while listening to a cassette tape
4. Recording 2-1/2 movies on one VHS tape and VCRS
5. “I know you are, but what am I?”
6. Ending an insult with “Your whole generation!” after somebody insulted your whole family
7. Skinny 2 liter soda bottles
8. Pay Phones
9. Corduroy pants
10. Home phones and long distance carriers
11. The Candy Lady
12. Cursive writing
13. When some cars got the gas put in the back, behind the license plate
14. The car ignition key was separate from the door/trunk key
15. Getting big truck drivers to blow their horn
16. Recording songs from the radio
17. Listening to the radio from your alarm clock
18. Alarm clocks
19. One best friend, not 12
20. Collecting 40 ounce bottle caps with the puzzles
21. Double Dutch
22. Looney Tunes
23. Slingshots
24. Encyclopedias
25. Roller skates
26. Pencil break
27. Thump
28. Laffy Taffy with jokes in the wrapper
29. “Skins” – what the hell is a pork rind?
30. Crunch Berries were red only
31. Trix were all round
32. Paper air planes
33. Handwritten letters
34. Giant cable box remotes
35. Saying “Bloody Mary” in the mirror
36. Connecting Nintendo and Super NES through RF Modulator – channel 3 or 4 on the TV

I’ve been around a while. In Psychology, they teach you this age is considered young adulthood.

Shut up, Psychology.

Damn – I meant to end this with some positive examples of my greater cognitive aptitude with having reached this age.

Shut that sh*t up too.