The 'M' Word

The problem with writing for a pop culture site that has, on occasion, enjoyed its little homages (here and there) to the '80s is that you frequently run smack dab into the "mirror of years". (And no, dressing up that euphemism didn't take any of the sting out of being middle-aged.)

However, as much as you* might love music and pop culture (the church of the young), you don't want to look like an old person trying to be hip. You want to EMBRACE that you ARE old and you fully acknowledge it! You're not even ashamed! You can rock the wrinkles, completely self-aware. And yes, that makes you a bit hip all on its own.

So for those days, I give you a couple of pretty rocking tees:


"Middle Aged Punk Rock Crime Solving Dinosaurs"


"No I am not a Vampire, but I am older than Bauhaus"

The rest of the days I'll be slapping on anti-wrinkle cream.

*And by "you," I mean me.

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