I’m usually a few years behind the times.
CDs came out in 1982. I didn’t get my first CD until 1998. It was an interesting choice.
DVDs came out in 1995. I bought my first DVD in 2002.
I didn’t watch “The Godfather” until 2009. I finally joined the smartphone world in 2010. I still haven’t seen “Dirty Dancing.” Or “Grease.”
And now, twenty-eight years after they were first released, I just bought my first pair of Jordans.
(Just like a photo of [[ insert any female pop star name, other than Christina Aguilera, here ]], I could stare at that picture all day.)
Although I’m at least 10 years too old for those bad boys, I haven’t been this excited about something since discovering the Triple Stuf Oreo. Or the N.K.O.T.B.S.B. tour. Or finding out that a FroZenYo was opening up across the street from my office.
To my friends in the DC area: please accept my sincerest apologies for the bright and tacky outfits I’ll be rocking with these kicks. Hide yo’ kids!