An Unfamiliar Concept
6 January 2000
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11:10 PM: God, it's still weird to start to type "19", back up, and go into the "2000" folder instead... I remember thinking about the year 2000 when I was 10, and how I'd be 41 in the year 2000 (which I will be but not yet, not yet!). And how much it would suck to be so old already by then. Well, naturally, I don't think of 40 as being quite so old now as I did then, but other than that, I was right.
This came up at work today, in fact We were talking about how there should be a complete Dukes of Hazzard collection available on DVD, with a jukebox-capable index so you could go right to, say, the Daisy Duke scenes. Well, I wasn't talking about that, one of my cow-orkers was. But I still agree. We need every show that's ever been on TV to be accessible randomly. Complete - complete - old SCTV episodes. Dr. Who naturally. And old news shows, too. Re-live 1965 day by day - now there's a cure for nostalgia. This is just so obvious, you know? All of this crap, this is the kind of thing that peabrained MBAs talk about in broken Tourettes jargon and gets them hailed as "visionaries". And it's just nothing but the duh.
But do we have it yet? No. And I said, "You know what really pisses me off? That they'll finally get this stuff working something like close to right, and I'll drop dead."
There was a brief pause.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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