http://www.achewood.com/index.php I have wanted a pair of Roos with pockets since Grade 2. (Though not the magic "hecho en mexico" kind.) It pleases me that Onstad belongs to my generation. (Or... Onstad pleases me because he belongs to my generation?)
The other day, our Latin prof was wearing a distinctly grunge-era-style shirt, which I remarked on to the people in my elevator, since it was out of character (or out of wardrobe) for him. Scott, who has become a buddy of mine, said that he supposed that grunge was a part of the culture for said prof's "generation". Hey! Again I forgot that Scott is about eight years my junior. About my younger sister's age. That's a mindfuck.
Yes, it's mindfuck Friday the Thirteenth! Watch out!