That Which Was Old Is New Again...Again.

"Nice retro look you've got going."

That's what some random person said to me at the grocery store today. Why'd she say it? Cause I'm wearing a Ghostbusters T-shirt. "Retro?," thought I, "When did Ghostbusters become a retro thing?" And then I reasoned, "Cause Ghostbusters is 25 years old this year. That's like a epoch in the pop culture world." But then, even that stuck with me. Not just that it was bugging me, but WHY it was bugging me.

Cause see, I'm a special kind of geek. I've been wearing Ghostbusters shirts since I was knee high to a grasshopper, and well, I kinda never stopped. Junior high and high school were fun, as I was mercilessly mocked for loving a "kids movie." Of course, these people are idiots, and probably never actually went back and watched it when they were older to discover just how dirty most of the jokes are in that movie, but I digress.

And then it hit me. Do I get to count myself as one of the early pioneers of loving all things 80s? Does this mean that I've unintentionally found myself at the cool kid's table, with everyone copying my jokes, my hair style, my laugh? Does great responsibility come with this great power? And more importantly, how can I use this to get laid?

Of course, the moment passes, as shall the trend of wearing shirts with Ghostbusters or Autobots or G.I. Joe or Tron plastered across the front in a wannabe-ironic weathered fashion. But I'll still be wearing my Stay-Puft Marshmellow Man tee, and then I'll just look out of touch. Until we go post-post-post ironic, when I'm about 38, and my power shall return anew!

But hopefully I'll have gotten laid by then.