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Tuesday, December 22, 2009A DecadeSo I entered this decade in the lowly town of Newark, Delaware which is 48.1 miles to the south of my current home base. I spent those first few minutes of 2000 at a college party in a house I rented with 3/4s of my roommates at the University of Delaware. Those were the waning days of an undergraduate education and I think we were all ready to move on. Bigger and better things weren't necessarily on our minds at that second, we just wanted to move. On. By that point, I had decided that the state of Delaware had to be one of the worst in the union and was open to packing up my gear that evening and shoving off. Maybe hop a steamship or flag down the next dirigible flying by. As Dick Clark welcomed us all to a new age and 57.2% of the people at the party probably hoped for a y2k-based apocalypse on national television, I heard some unknown asshole yell a phrase that was immediately burned into all of our minds. This certain drunken gentleman exclaimed "2000 more years of fun! 2000 more years of fun! Maybe." It was the pause right before the "Maybe" part that was at first hilarious then ominously frightening. I think I saw a fleeting image of Dubya eating the Constitution as those words exited that guy's Lehigh-educated voice box. Anyway...That was then. Let's push things forward. 10:25 PM + 2 comments + link |
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