Greg

Westchester High School, Orville Wright Junior High School, Loyola Village Elementary School, Notre Dame, Page School

Visual Communications

General Ephemera and Eclectic Knowledge Squad, Assassins Anonymous

Obscurity and pop culture 1920s - 1950s (esp. music, print and propaganda), rocksteady, drums & perc, vintage duds, weird toys, Chris Ware, Gary Baseman, old pictures, exotica, Monk, stukas, chocolate, lemurs, gin

'This Boy's Life' by Tobias Wolff, 'The Autobiography of Malcolm X, ' 'Jimmy Corrigan: The Smartest Kid on Earth' by Chris Ware, 'The Food Revolution' by John Robbins

Goodfellas, Full Metal Jacket, Trees Lounge, Clerks, Crumb, American Movie, They Live, Fargo, Decline of Western Civilization, Kung-Fu Theatre, Happiness, Welcome to the Dollhouse, Gummo

Currently on shuffle: Chappaquiddick Skyline, Cat Power, Junior Byles, The Softies, Radio Inactive, G.D. Luxxe, Beck, Mia Doi Todd, Creation, The Fruitbats, Aorta

That's Incredible, Electric Company, V: The Miniseries, That's Cat, Segunda Cita

August 18, 2004

And so I get an invite to join yet another internet social network community. The perks? "I can have my own webpage, where I can post photos, a journal, classifieds, etc." ...what next, my fellow Friendsters? Before you know it, our whole lives will revolve around our internet community establishments. That is, if they haven't already done so.

Luckily, I was born before the email and cellphone revolution, and not into it. Unluckily, since both of these technologies have permeated my existence, my memories of life before email and cellphones is beginning to haze over like one big technological cataract. How very sad indeed.

Which reminds me. If you are 30-something, you are officially a relic. Trust me. When Nintendo is considered "old school," that means that Atari, Intellivision, and even Colecovision are all but forgotten in the minds of the thriving youth. The same bright and shiny youth that will eventually be our future, as we 30-somethings wither away with joysticks and TV/Game adaptors in our feeble, trembling hands. Long live 4-bit graphics. Long live A and B difficulty.

Nintendo is not old school.

Galactus. Preferably before he devours our planet.