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22nd August 12
“Sorry, old-timer,” says 22-year-old Andy. “Bloggin’ is a young person’s game. That’s why you can’t keep up.”
“That’s pretty big talk for a guy that doesn’t even own a computer,” I say to him.
“What’s a ‘Kick-Starter,’ anyways?” he asks me.
“Stop it. You’re just adding a hyphen to that word so you sound old-timey.”
“I am old-timey. Ten years is a long time. Hey, are you still into the Walkmen?”
“I don’t think about it that much. But guess what? Carrie Brownstein is a comedian now. Blog about that.”
He shakes his head and smiles. “I don’t believe you. Are you married yet?”
“Uh, yeah,” I lie. “I blog about it all the time. You want to see photos of my kids?”
“No,” he lies. 

“Sorry, old-timer,” says 22-year-old Andy. “Bloggin’ is a young person’s game. That’s why you can’t keep up.”

“That’s pretty big talk for a guy that doesn’t even own a computer,” I say to him.

“What’s a ‘Kick-Starter,’ anyways?” he asks me.

“Stop it. You’re just adding a hyphen to that word so you sound old-timey.”

“I am old-timey. Ten years is a long time. Hey, are you still into the Walkmen?”

“I don’t think about it that much. But guess what? Carrie Brownstein is a comedian now. Blog about that.”

He shakes his head and smiles. “I don’t believe you. Are you married yet?”

“Uh, yeah,” I lie. “I blog about it all the time. You want to see photos of my kids?”

“No,” he lies. 

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