I was watching the VMAs earlier and realized that lord help me, but I’m getting older. I didn’t recognize half the performers. I thought most of the nominated songs sounded like crap. Hell, I tend to think that most music out there today sounds like crap (makes me a fun date for a concert – Speaking of…Squeeze show is on Friday..woohoo!). And well, I just didn’t get half the outfits or the odd hairstyles. I did happen to love the host Russell Brand (but I also noticed no one else in the audience seemed to enjoy his humor or his politics or thoughts on promise rings).
And don’t even get me started on the guy who kept grabbing his crotch. What the fuck was that all about?!?! I mean what civilized human would do such a thing? In public? On an internationally televised broadcast??? And who the hell wears a hoodie to an awards show when you’re actually up for an award or two?!?!
Maybe I shouldn’t have been watching a Cribs marathon leading up to the VMAs. Maybe I shouldn’t have gone out to eat at some trendy new place on Sunset where all the women were wearing far too much eye make-up and the men were wearing more product than I was.
I guess we should just face it…I’m at that point where I’m becoming my mother (or in my case, my grandmother since she’s the one that raised me when my mom passed). I never would have seen that one coming looking into my future. So very sad.
So what sort of thing drives you crazy nowadays that never used to? Are you any closer to becoming your parents?