Then Spyder popped in with, "I love oldies. Some of my favorite songs are oldies. I think my favorite is Who Can It Be Now?"
I protested, of course, because that song is from my youth. Spyder was adamant that it is an oldie. His argument: The song is more than 25 years old, and those songs that I would have considered oldies in my youth -- Me and Bobby McGee, Eleanor Rigby, Proud Mary, Brand New Key, etc -- didn't have that many years on me. And he's absolutely right; I can't refute that.
The oldies have been redefined for our household, and apparently I am one.
7 comments:
But you're a goodie.
I'm a huge believer in you are only as old as you feel. Since you're all about cool stuff like museums and Wii, I say your young with a fondness for "aged" music. Sort like wine or cheese, no?
I too am not used to thinking of eighties music as "old." The music came out when I was a child, and that doesn't seem so far away....
Yeah, Brianna likes to use the word "antique" a lot. Brat. ;-)
If eighties music is considered "oldies" now, then I guess I'm a fan of the "oldies". Man, I feel old.
:)
Gracious...the eighties are considered oldies? That's just weird!
Threaten that child with adoption. Or at the very least, if he's ever in my household, I may withhold Little Debbie snack cakes.
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