June 14, 1995

Why am I doing a blog post about a particular date more than 30 years ago?

Because that's the day I graduated from high school.

The ceremony wasn't particularly memorable except that the lights in the theater at Alice Tully Hall were bright as hell, and Bill Cosby was actually there (his daughter was in my class but I didn't know her nor did I meet him, just saw him). 

Later that night I went to the Senior Party in Midtown and hung out, for the last time, with my schoolmates (in my school, no one cared about the prom, the Senior Party was The Thing). While we partied, I started talking with this girl who I barely knew and who was a year younger than me. She had gotten super-crazy-drunk and began talking to me non-stop. Then she started snuggling up to me, hugging me, all over me, it was really weird. This was not a regular occurence in the life of yours truly, most girls at that time in my life regarded my slightly less favorably that roadkill. At one point this girl took one of my hands and started kissing my fingers methodically, slurping on them.

Being a gentleman, and also a total loser who had no game, I did nothing. I might have been able to be a pig and taken advantage but I did not. I was a good boy. Then I went home -- alone.

Anyway, besides those lovely weird memories, I also recall that this was the same night when a big interview with Michael Jackson and his then-wife, Lisa Marie, daughter of Elvis Presley, was broadcast. I remember it was playing on TVs in the bar in the background although I ignored it (I literally had a girl on my shoulder!). This was the interview to prove that their love was real! I guess it turned out not to be and less than 15 years later, Michael would be dead.

Also, earlier that morning, Howard Stern did a show where he talked about the OJ trial, tattoos, air ventilation, and life in general.  

A lot has happened since that day 30 years and 6 weeks ago, both in my life and in the culture and world in general. But ... it's fascinating to remember what I was doing on that life changing day, and what was going on in the city and the culture and the world in general at the same time.

Oh, and as for that girl who slobbered on me? She ended up going to a great college, has a big time career, is happily married with a child, and is crushing life. 

And me? I'm doing pretty good too!