News flash: I do not live in 2009.
Friday night, karaoke-ing in the Governor/Dobro household, I was shamed into admitting:
- I did not know the words or tune to Alicia Keys' "No one"
- I had no idea Blink 182 was still together and that they had come out with a new album of semi-depressing punk music (which isn't to say I don't like it)
- If it had been my choice of song in the public/privacy of their home, it would have been the Bangles' Walk Like an Egyptian (but I lost out to Roxette's Listen to Your Heart -- maybe the only other song I knew)
(side note: The people who designed the karaoke game, Lips, are some smart/tripped out people. In addition to the trailer being targeted at the bored-of-partying, the videos created to go with the songs - you can choose the "real" video or some cartoon mock up - are, seriously, for people on drugs only. I was sitting sober, listening to my friends break it down to John Denver's "Country Roads" while watching cartoon cobras lick and fight each other over vanilla ice cream cones that fell from the sky. It was....a little scary)
Now, who knows what year I actually live in, but there have been way too many pop reference moments lately that have gone over my head. I'm not going pretend I was always up on pop culture, but let's just say that in the Trivial Pursuit 90s game, I kick ass and take names.
Recently, Mrs. P told me that her husband has decided that is important to stay "hip" to pop culture so they are making an effort to do things like watch episodes of the new 90210 and talk about Hannah Montana (who, I have to admit, I didn't know about until she told me who it was -- I feel like Lisa Simpson in the Waverly Hills episode; does that TV reference but me any pop points?). But I'm not sure if I'm willing to go that far; I thought my interest in vampires (see prior post) was enough. Do I have to start reading US Weekly? (does US Weekly cover Hannah Montana?)
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