1. “So imagine how screwed up OUR kids are going to be! Especially if someone invents this thing in the late 90s where all the world’s computers are linked together, so everyone can see everyone else’s crime scene photos and racial slurs! Our kids will be 12 when they see that shit! They’re going to be MONSTERS! A generation of MONSTERS, Michael!”
2. “Then those monsters are going to have their own children, in a dystopian world where technology companies own their souls and Evangelical Christians from the Old Confederacy run the government and media! Those kids are FUCKED! Buy a gun, Michael! Buy all of the guns!”
3. “Because we’ll still be alive then and in our 70s, and terrified of this new world that we’ve made. So we’ll elect a treasonous conman president because he promised us it can be the 1980s again, which were better, because we were in our 30s. …Even though, when that was happening, we were miserable yuppies who hated everything. But we don’t remember that.”
4. “I hope no one documented it or we’re going to look selfish and stupid!”

See? They fucking ADMITTED IT in 1988!

Watching DS9 made me realize that while I’m pretty sure I remember 90s TV well enough to judge it in context, the late 90s was very different from the early 90s, and I was only 10 at that time. Also most of the 90s shows I’ve seen since then are just the hilariously awful ones.

So I decided to check out one of the mainstream popular ones. Namely, Thirtysomething, a show so popular that people used to make references to it, but it only got like 4 seasons. And now Disney / ABC don’t stream it or care that people have just uploaded it to YouTube.

This is also interesting (if it is in any way at all) because this is a show for Baby Boomers, back when they were hot and 30 (it started in 1988).

I’m not through the pilot yet, but so far it is absolutely the whitest yuppies ever having snide emotional breakdowns because of the mundanest of life events. Which is very much the point, so it’s not making me mad. Plus it is surprisingly well-written and the cast is good. It’s like if Friends was a drama and they all had little kids.

Now how interesting that is as TV is up for debate, but I already sort of care? Like I’m not planning to watch all 4 seasons of this or anything. But it is a bare minimum of good enough that I’m kind of getting into it. Which I did not expect, primarily because these people as characters are all dreadfully dopey and selfish and whiny, and that pre-2000s thing where they didn’t have video games or corn syrup yet, so everyone is viciously horny and bothersome about it all the time. Like, if I wrote a TV show specifically about the most irritating people I could imagine, I would have just written this.

But damned if there isn’t enough authenticity there to kind of make me care. It’s like that St. Elmo’s Fire thing. I don’t need to like the characters to find them somewhat compelling. Sometimes watching idiots flail around gives you an appreciation of idiotic flailing.

I don’t know. Art of good writing, I guess.

We’ll see how long it lasts.

Oh and hey, Tim Russ cameo.

I need parental controls on my computer that blocks furniture and interior decoration websites

Actor Timothy Busfield indicted on child sex abuse charges by New Mexico grand jury

I’ve been sick in bed the last couple of days, watching episodes of thirtysomething on YouTube.

It was a big hit when I was growing up in the late 1980s, resonating mostly with its target audience, which was the same as its main characters: younger Boomers who had come of age in the early 1970s and were now having children, buying houses, and joining the Establishment.

It was a pretty large and powerful demographic at the time, so the show did really well. My mother was an elder Boomer, born about a year after V-J Day. We watched one episode, she had the same opinion as many critics - that these people needed to stop whining and get over themselves - and we didn’t watch it again.

I’m finding it’s good light entertainment for the sickbed. Nothing too challenging, lots of dream sequences, and plenty of nostalgia. But the main reason I’m posting anything about it at all is to share a screenshot of this vintage 1989 state-of-the-art laptop that college professor Gary is using. It folded up into a briefcase! He probably had to carry a bowling ball in his other hand to keep from being overbalanced!

Yesterday, I got my first Flu Shot! 💉🩹

#shoppersdrugmart #pchealth #influenzavaccine #flushot #thirtysomething

Where are the butch lesbians in their thirties?? I know you’re out there! (Please be out there😭)

I noticed little hearts drawn on my coffee cup 💕💕💕

a long long time ago….

a long time ago…almost one decade to be exact… I had a Tumblr page (which still exists) in which I had a decent following and I told all of dating adventures of my mid twenties. I used it religiously… daily… sharing with my small but wonderful audience. I used it until I met my…now husband… can you believe that?

and now… ten years later I find myself back here again. I tried to start blogs of other nature but I just could not replace the feeling that Tumblr had. I recognize the community has changed a lot and I recognize that as someone in their mid thirties, I have less community of my age but…. to be quite frank, even if I connect with one or two others …that’s good enough.

i recently had the worst year of my adult life. it’s been bad. just real real real bad. I have lost so many loved ones this year. financially struggled/still struggling. big big arguments with my husband. losing my baby. losing a best friend to suicide and my best friends mother (who was like a mother to me). tons of work stress and other stupid family dynamic bullshit.

and I started up this Tumblr page one week ago and I am finding myself again. not because Tumblr is magical but because it indicates an “on purpose” type of energy. I created my other Tumblr to create a place where I could document my journey to find my person and when it did, I stopped.

so now I want to clarify what I am here to do. I am here to step into the life that I really want.

finding my person/husband did not solve all my problems by any means. (shocker, right? )

i am here to live the life that I want to live. Its a life of freedom, creativity, love, friendship and peace. I want to be less controlling and more surrendering. I wanna stop fighting with life. I wanna embrace all of it in order to create more of what I want.

I want….

Full moon tonight. Feels like the start of fall. Feels like the start of a renewal process . I told my body that we were going to get pregnant in January and that we would spend October, November and December healing together.

the weirdest thing about being in your 30s and not having achieved your goals yet is that the line between “oh, i still have time” and “well, it’s too late now” happens so fast. literal “blink and you miss it” fast. you wake up one morning and suddenly realize you have to figure out a new trajectory for your whole life in order to not become one of those bitter assholes, even though the future was so bright before.

POV your friends have reached divorcee diva status ✨💋

When you’re unmarried in your 30s & people ask you about why you aren’t married yet

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