When mullets were cool...

This entry (on an RSS feed) by Wil Wheaton, reminded me of when _I_ watched Live Aid, as-it-happened; and before my mom's boyfriend at the time decided _he_ could make money off this by selling unlicensed copies of the tapes he'd made for ME.

But it's not about the recording.
It's about the recording STARS.

"Is that U2?" He said.
I told him that it was, and while Bono continued to sing, I gave him a brief history of Live Aid.
". . . so Bob Geldof decided to —"
"Wait. I'm sorry to interrupt, but what's up with Bono's boots?" He pointed to the screen, and for the first time I noticed that Bono was wearing leather pants, tucked into knee-high suede boots. They had an impressive heel.
"Uhh . . ." I began.
"And is that . . . oh my god. It is." The color drained from his face. "He has a mullet."
..."Listen, you guys. It was 1985."
They looked back at me, blankly.
"Oh, nice." It's yet another 'I've-just-become-my-parents' moment, just replace 'it was the sixties' with 'it was the eighties.'"
"The mullet was the official haircut of rock and roll," I said.


I can't begin to explain what this article... how it...
oh, just go read it. :)

Memo to God.

To: God
From: La

In the future, please schedule "mornings" to begin at a later time.
If unable to do so, please book a suite for Mr. Insomnia at the group rate.

thank you.