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Eric Mass


Posted on 2009.08.07 at 12:05
Current Location: 75409
Current Music: Queen - The Miracle

Ten years. A decade.

Not only the end of the 90s, but the end of a millennia.

Sometimes it seems so long ago, other times...as if its just occurred. I was 29, had purchased my first house, was driving a new car, received a 25% pay raise at work and had my first child on the way. The IT boom was in full swing and we were living high on the hog.

I was two years out of out the military and newly married, I had returned to Texas and everything was picture-book perfect. I wore Tommy Hilfiger jeans exclusively (yes, with that gaudy flag) as if they were Jordashe reincarnate. I can't even explain why.

Enormous work-sponsored dinners and movies, one of which was Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Meanace! I still have the only Playboy I've ever purchased which contained stories and pictures of this monumental movie. To think, that in my lifetime, the story of Star Wars would be concluded on the big screen. I saw it something like five times in the theater.

Another epic era-identifying movie of which I had no previous knowledge until I watched it on a laptop from a bootleg mpeg at work was The Matrix. "Bullettime" was revolutionary and influenced action movies for a generation. Believe it or not, I actually have this one on laserdisc.

And who could forget Napster?



What were you doing in 1999?


CeltManX, Devlin O' Coileáin
celtmanx at 2009-08-07 17:22 (UTC) (Link)
In 1999 I was going to the theater to watch Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace with you at a theater at the Eastchase shopping center in Arlington. I believe it was the first time for both of us to see it.

I also gave you a frantic phone call one evening in February of that year requesting your assistance to movie a 36 inch TV into my house. You promptly responded, I'll be right over.

Edited at 2009-08-07 05:22 pm (UTC)
ehowton at 2009-08-07 18:10 (UTC) (Link)
Good times.
thesweetestnote at 2009-08-07 17:39 (UTC) (Link)
Wow. It has been 10 years. SHITE! I was 24. I was a new father of a beautiful healthy baby girl and scared shitless. My first album was just recorded and I had no foreseeable future ahead of me. Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace was such an escape at this time. Another escape: I was also consuming copious amounts of alcohol. Getting in bar fights "just because". Fighting my inner-self the whole time as well. Tumultuous indeed. I think that year was the rise to the great fall in 2000.

I limped - no crawled - away, broken and bloody. But I lived to see better days. Much wiser and much tougher. I still wear what I did then. Levi's, Chuck's, and black t-shirts. And my hair was as long as your avitar. Actually, looks just like it did.

What a time capsule! Next you should have us peer back at 1989!!!

And I know Lars Ulrich will never forget Napster. lol

Edited at 2009-08-07 05:43 pm (UTC)
ehowton at 2009-08-07 18:15 (UTC) (Link)
It has indeed been ten full years. Unthinkable to be sure. I don't feel any different. Had I a ten-year plan then, I feel confident I would've succeeded at it looking back now. Things have progressed in a very upwardly mobile, yet well-paced manner.

This of course leads to the question, what will the next ten years bring?
anakngtinapa at 2009-08-07 17:45 (UTC) (Link)
I was in 3rd grade then. Adjusting to a thing called waking up early to go to school. The only problem I had then was that I hated getting up early.
ehowton at 2009-08-07 18:12 (UTC) (Link)
I changed schools in the 3rd grade. That was tough. Too bad the 70s sucked. You shall go forth and change the shape of the world, ok?
xx_adamo_mangie at 2009-08-07 18:56 (UTC) (Link)
In 1999 I was 9 years old. Grade 4?
The year before my entire life went down hill. I had a best friend, I was popular in my elementary school, and my parents still loved each other and we weren't broke yet. I had a big house and a perfect puppy and my neighbourhood was beautiful and I knew them all by first name.
Often I would go to my neighbour's house and she made up cookies and lemonade all the time. We'd sit outside on her lawn and have a party.
In 1999, I barely even knew what depression was. It hadn't touched me, at least.
in 1999 my dad never went out to the bar unless it was for a special occasssion.
In 1999 my mom picked up the phone on the first ring, and instead of it being a company on our case for money, it was family. It was friends.
1999 was the last year of my naive and innocent childhood days.
xx_adamo_mangie at 2009-08-07 18:58 (UTC) (Link)
Nine years old? Man, I'm on crack.
7. Grade 3! I did the mental math. So. Two years before everything started to go down hill.
Melancthe the Woe, So-Called
melancthe at 2009-08-07 19:02 (UTC) (Link)
Heh. I saw TPM about fifteen times in the theatre. (Normally, admitting this gets me reams of tl;dr from all the prequel-naysayers who insist on bleating endlessly about how the prequels pissed all over their childhood security blankets.)

It was also the movie that first introduced me to slash. Good times. Now I have to go read porny Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan fic so that I can get all nostalgic and stuff.
ehowton at 2009-08-07 20:48 (UTC) (Link)
The last time you got all nostalgic (and stuff) my head exploded.

I loved everything about Episode I (except for Jar-Jar of course). What a geek I am. 15 TIMES! Wow. You're hardcore ;)
kat_rowe at 2009-08-07 19:18 (UTC) (Link)
1999 is kind of a blur looking back. I vaguely remember chasing no-doze with triple espresso shots and sleeping in the Pscyhology Department's lounge more nights than I slept at home. According to my transcripts, I took 21 credit hours (7 classes) my first semester and 23 my second (6 classes, my thesis, and 2 two PE courses -- raquetball & bojutsu). Pictorial evidence suggests that I also managed to go from a size 22 to a size 8 that year and, from the muscle-tone, I'm assuming a great deal of time was spent at the gym. I believe that's also the year I started kickboxing but I could be mistaken.

But, you know, I'll be damned if I can actually remember one concrete thing about that year...
ehowton at 2009-08-07 20:40 (UTC) (Link)
I took 21 credit hours my first semester and 23 my second
Impressive! Hurray for artificial stimulants!

I also managed to go from a size 22 to a size 8 that year

I'll be damned if I can actually remember one concrete thing about that year...
Queen Amidala!
exorhi at 2009-08-08 00:29 (UTC) (Link)
I was 7, so I was watching Doug. lol.
ehowton at 2009-08-08 02:30 (UTC) (Link)
I had to look that one up.
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ehowton at 2009-08-09 04:30 (UTC) (Link)
A very good year indeed!
CeltManX, Devlin O' Coileáin
celtmanx at 2009-08-09 20:56 (UTC) (Link)
I was watching a re-run of Space 1999 and comparing it to Farscape. Jim Henson's puppets in Farscape are still far superior to the special effects, not to mention scripts of Space 1999.
texas_tangent at 2009-08-09 23:09 (UTC) (Link)

Was the day my oldest son was born... My life changed forever!

I remember napster!
ehowton at 2009-08-09 23:14 (UTC) (Link)
My life changed forever!

They have a tendency to do that to you, don't they?
CeltManX, Devlin O' Coileáin
celtmanx at 2009-08-13 01:07 (UTC) (Link)
Off topic, but you seriously need to update your list of 105 friends because many of those journals have been deleted like Carla's. What's up with Carla???
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