Without being too explicit, I'll just say that I have recently encountered a group of people who are living in 1990.

I've said it before (and I don't know if I'll say it again...), that if there's one thing that I've learned in the past 36 years - and is a syndrome that I live in fear of - is that we are all susceptible to a little known disease that I refer to as the Stuck In A Previous Decade Syndrome (I'm working on a shorter name), whose symptoms consist of embodying the spirit, customs, music, and, in a worst case scenario, fashion sense of a previous decade. It could be the last one, or it could be three decades ago. Usually, as someone once told me, it's the decade in which said person had the most sex and felt the hottest. If life is good the way it is, why be open to change?

For this particular group, mostly men in their late 30's and early 40's, that decade was the late 80's or early 90's. These guys are like the hot cool guys that Ralph Macchio fought in Karate Kid, only twenty years down the road. I'm not saying they would swipe anyone's foot in a championship karate match, but they might shed a tear or two listening to Survivor.

Ok, 'nuff said. Because I feel like I'm being mean, I will qualify that I am PMSing...

Just for today, I can hope and pray that I never suffer unknowingly from SIAPDS.