About 30 years ago, when I still lived in the eastern PA area, I dated a girl who lived in Philadelphia. On our first — and subsequently, last — date, I casually mentioned something about “Dr. J.” To which she responded, “who?”
I was stunned. I mean the 76ers were on the rise, they had a great team, and Julius Erving (Dr. J.) was already an icon. How could anyone still breathing — and particularly living within 10 miles of where he played — not know who he was?
It wasn’t the last time I met someone “out of it.” Unfortunately, in most future encounters, that person was most likely….me.
I clearly remember the first time I had apparently entered some sort of time warp. The year was 1983, and I was riding in the car with some of my IBM cronies. A song comes on the radio and I love it. “Who is that band?” “OMG: they’re fantastic.” “Are they new?”
The song was “Good times roll” by The Cars…released in 1978. I must have been asleep that year as a) I had never heard of The Cars until that day, and b) had never heard the song.
After that episode, I found I was really starting to fall behind on cultural “things I needed to know” but didn’t feel too badly. Certainly when I hit my 40s, I didn’t mind missing the whole rap thing, and by the time I hit my 50s, I couldn’t name any of the important vampire movies. Or TV series. Or even tell the difference.
Anyway, I was minding my own business this past weekend, intently watching the Men’s final at Wimbledon, when they zoomed in on the Royal Box and showed this woman:
Now, of course I knew who it was: Kate Middleton, the Duchess of Whatever.
But — and here’s the important point — somewhere along the way I completely missed that this woman is….absolutely gorgeous. (No, Nancy doesn’t mind me noticing. It’s not like Middleton’s available….) I mean she’s been in the news, what, a year? Two years? Ten years? I really don’t know, but it was like discovering The Cars all over again. Only Middleton is a lot more attractive than Ric Ocasek.
Anyway, I really should start reading People Magazine. Or, at least turn the news on every once in a awhile. I don’t mind not knowing Flo Rida’s current hit, but missing out on stuff like this? Unforgivable!