\nSo I’m flipping through the iTunes Music Store, because the wife is looking for some obscure track, and I find myself on a list of “90s One Hit Wonders.” And looking over the 75 or so tracks, I think about the fact that the list includes some stuff I remember from undergrad, and some stuff that reminds me of those early days in Washington DC, and I can’t conceive of the fact that those were in the same decade.\n<\/p>\n
\nThere are some pretty sharp lines of demarcation. For one, I didn’t even *have* an email address until I left undergrad (it was eWorld, if you must know). For another, I didn’t really become a full live participant in the Greater Zone Community until after grad school was done and flunked out with. And I know I’ve mentioned it before, but in a span of six months in 1997, my entire life was completely transformed – my residence, my relationship, my career path, my bloody time zone for crying out loud.\n<\/p>\n
\nLooking back, it’s absurd to even consider 1990 and 1999 part of the same lifetime, let alone the same decade. You could make a case that the transformation in my life since 1999 is considerably less drastic, even taking into account marriage and homebuying and the like.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So I’m flipping through the iTunes Music Store, because the wife is looking for some obscure track, and I find myself on a list of “90s One Hit Wonders.” And looking over the 75 or so tracks, I think about the fact that the list includes some stuff I remember from undergrad, and some stuff … <\/p>\n