The other day the hubby and I we were reminiscing about “the old days” and got on the subject of records. At this point Teenager removes the earphones from his head, turns off his i-pod and joins the conversation. Naturally, he needs an explanation of such an antique. We were talking about LP’s (translation for my younger readers; long playing records or “the big ones”) and we went on to talk about how we’d go buy a “single” when there was just one song we wanted and generally they were about .99. Of course today’s generation can download a song on i-Tunes for the same amount. Hilarity ensued when hubby reminisced all the way back to the “8-track” and I had to shake my head in disbelief. I reminded him I’m still too young to know of such things. (Another; “Sorry Honey, that was before my time” moment.) The hubby assured me that his 8 track was a hit with all the chicks when we took them for a ride in his AMC Gremlin. I recall how exciting it was as a teenager to get a “walkman” so we could at least walk around listening to music on a cassette tape. This of course was before CD walkmans were available and after we saw the end of the ridiculous giant-boom-box-on-the-shoulder craze. Then I think about the little guy and wonder how he’ll be listening to music when he’s a teenager. No doubt it’ll just be beamed directly into his flying bubble car.