Generation X. The sandwich generation. The peanut-butter between the white WonderBread Boomer bottom and the organic flax-seed brioche Millenial top. Oh, we have our faults. I mean, the hairspray alone is likely responsible for a depleted chunk of ozone. Landfills are full of Jessica McLintock taffeta prom dresses, polyester blend, and lots of single rhinestone... Continue Reading →
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In relation to the previous post, Like, Your 40s are Going to Be Totally Awesome!, I hereby submit, as further evidence, Exhibit A: Regretfully, I inadvertently omitted such evidence from the original brief. How I could forget such an important piece of evidence, which clearly and beyond reasonable doubt shows why Generation X would survive... Continue Reading →