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Gidge is a GenXer In:
Body: -Belleza- Gen.X Classic Body (SL UVS) PG V1.2
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Hair: Doe: Pemi - Browns
Doe: Pemi Chibi Bows
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Gidge is a GenXer In:
Body: -Belleza- Gen.X Classic Body (SL UVS) PG V1.2
Head: / HEAD / lel EvoX RAVEN 3.1
Hair: Doe: Pemi - Browns
Doe: Pemi Chibi Bows
Shoes: S.T MATILDE SHOES -Gen.X HIGH-
Dress: SOLIAC - Dress Mica - GenX Classic
Skin: [7DS] - BODY 2020 MAMAMIA bom skin PINEAPPLE
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Time Traveling Queen
Just 44 years ago I boarded a big blue Pan Am 747 for my first transoceanic crossing. Today at LAX I spotted what will probably be the last 747 I will see in active use. I had to snap a shot, and use a filter to make it look as old as my childhood memory. I have a feeling that a lot of Boomers and GenXers will miss this Queen of the Skies.
Mrs. Rigsby went to the same mass as we did at St. Albee's, so I'd see her six days a week. And though she loved to tease me in class, I think that was because she liked me. I think she liked George Capps, my arch nemesis, too, because she teased him endlessly after I beat him up on the playground. Then again, maybe she just liked teasing kids.
Mr. Colella was so cool -- one of those teachers who never got angry, and always seemed interested in what you had to say.
Robert A. Black Elementary School on the south side of Chicago. The neighborhood wasn't very diverse, but thanks to bussing, our school was. For some reason, this is the only class picture I have where the teacher is missing. For eighth grade, it was Mrs. Bankhead, and our homeroom was the science lab.
Anyone who was labeled a GenXer, or has a sibling that grew up in the 80's and (the better) half of the '90s (up to '95) probably heard about this place. For me and my friends, it our mecca. Granted, it probably played the same songs in succession every Tues night (Da Loooop!) and I'm sure there's a mixtape (that's right, mix TAPE) out there of it somewhere (if there is, please email me!) but you counted on having the DJ playing the run. You knew when they played 'Rage Against the Machine' what happens to the floor. You knew what to do when the Beasties- 'What'cha Want' came on and you could always count on 'Just Like Heaven' playing at the peak of the night. Call this an homage to the place you had 2fers before hitting the floor when New Order came on, where you knew one of the crew by the DJ booth, where you called it a night when the Smiths finally played. It's a place where I met my wife and later, long after the club shut its doors, I proposed to her as well.
There are pictures on the internet that show a pretty good view of the Texas State Capitol as seen looking back toward me from somewhere on this street straight ahead, but it was closed off for what Robin theorized was some sort of film project, and I wasn't going to go down there anyway. This view does manage to capture a very thin slice of Austin life, though.
Austin has a carefully crafted reputation for being "weird," so that it's sort of a version of Portland, Oregon, with cowboy boots. In modern parlance, this means there are lots of quirky bars along streets filled with people making unconventional fashion choices, and the place is more politically and culturally liberal than you'd expect for Texas. Like Portland, I suspect this is mostly hype, but also like Portland, I haven't spent enough time in Austin to really judge for myself. We only stayed long enough to see the capitol. I suspect I'd have liked Austin a lot in my 20s, but that I'm too old for it now.
What I do know about Austin is that it's grown way too fast, probably in part because people my age and younger have dealt with living in a nation built by Boomers by seeking out the kind of Authenticityâ„¢ a place like Austin is supposed to offer. In 1990, Austin's population was about 465,000, making it Louisville-sized. The 2016 estimate puts it at slightly more than twice that, at 947,000. About 160,000 of those people, 17% of the total, have gotten to town just since 2010. That works out to a lot of GenXers looking for "something real," with the Millennials pouring in after them hoping to get some of the dregs. Housing in Austin has gotten really expensive.
Robin and I will probably spend a day of a trip on our way someplace else in Austin one of these days, though. We want to see the bats, but this is the wrong time of year.
Ah, 7th grade. Mrs. Wesson was like a grandma -- lovable and truly concerned, but never hesitant to tell it like it was. She was awesome.
The Lady Bird Lakeside park was full of young people in active wear, running while pushing strollers or keeping dogs both leashed and unleashed. I'd say we upped the average age of the people in the park by a good ten years. There were tons of young people on rentabikes and those popular new rentable motorized scooters, and everybody had large dogs chasing balls. The whole scene was sort of like what my old neighborhood in Chicago's Logan Square had turned into. It was Millennial Heaven.
Which seems like a logical progression, even if it doesn't necessarily fit with the Austin's national reputation. As I've pointed out before on previous trips, Austin is a city that's grown remarkably fast, driven at first by people in my Generation X cohort looking for something Authenticâ„¢, and then by younger Millennials following the trends. But all those GenXers and Millennials flooding into what was only a midsize town have driven up the real estate prices, so that all the Millennials who would ever be able to afford to live in Austin got there a decade ago. This puts them around 30 now, which means they're no longer the young club hoppers and are instead the young parents buying large dogs and expensive exercise clothes and massive strollers they can use to push new families. All of Austin is in the Thirtysomething Phase of neighborhood gentrification.
Day 6 of 365 - InGen Preparation Round 2
Over the course of the last couple of months, I have been working with a special group at my church. We are a group of 5 people who represent the five generations of people at our church (and our Pastor is in it, too...so, there are two "GenXers"). During this time together, we've explored the values of people in different generations and how and what they experience in worship. Last week (May 3) we had our first Inter-Generational ("InGen") worship service. In two weeks, after reviewing surveys, we'll have another InGen service and see the difference in responses.
Today my pastor and I met for lunch to discuss some preliminary ideas for our part of the service on the 24th. So, now I get to start doing some more reading, studying, and creating for this next service. (If you have any ideas/feelings about anything related to Acts 1:1-11, I'd love to hear about them!)