Sarah and I have become This American Life groupies lately. If you haven’t heard the radio show, it’s about time you do. It’s like a documentary of sorts: a group of disparate ideas centered around a central theme, but also it occasionally includes short stories and monologues.
What happens when the primetime slot erodes, giving way to a new generation of media content consumers? I’m referring to the video iPods, the Sony PlayStation Portables, and other such video on-demand players.
Here’s a fun list of stuff about which I am pretty passionate, about which I know at least slightly more than the average person and about which I am constantly in fear of talking too much.
So I get not one, but two priceless phone calls from solicitors yesterday.
I was about to turn 20 years old. It was 1994 and my grandparents would be celebrating their golden wedding anniversary on my birthday. Flying to Orange, California, to visit them for a week would be a momentous occasion. Afterall, I was leaving my teens and they were entering their retirement.
I’ve always been a little strangely fascinated with my birthyear. I know that sounds narcissistic, but you’ll have to take my word on this. I don’t collect historical tidbits of the year 1973 for any egotistical reason. It’s just plain old vanilla obsessive compulsive disorder. The following are facts I’ve collected about this year, organized …
“Taking something off the internet is like trying to remove pee from a public pool.” Joe on Newsradio “…our selves are merely the masks we wear in response to the social situations in which we find ourselves.” Michael Lewis, Next “In the future, everybody will be famous for 15 minutes.” Andy Warhol