The great things about a great night of drinking is that there is always the potential that the night ends with a couple of great new stories. The problem is that some people black out and don’t remember urinating on the subway platform, jumping in a pile of garbage or making out with a fat chick but I have a memory like an elephant and we all have a good laugh about it for years.
I stood in the audience at a funeral earlier this week and it struck me that everybody talked about some memory from 20 years ago, nobody talked about last week or last year, it was all buried somewhere in the 1900’s.
This got me thinking the other day is how crazy it is that people who have known each other for years hang out at bars or at dinner and talk mostly about the memories they formed years ago which in itself isn't a bad thing but it’s living in the past.
I can't figure out if the funniest stories just happened between the ages of 15 and 25 or that they are just the drunkest. Shit maybe it’s just that people get lame and nobody thinks the first time their buddies kid took a dump in the can and not his pamper is just not a great memory for his them, but how many times do you get together with a couple of buddies and sit around and just bullshit about the old times and laugh about some ridiculous event that happened years ago.
What is crazy about it is that in these cases it almost seems that everybody is resigned to the fact that there are no new memories to make. This isn’t just about getting drunk, it’s just good genuine fun people have. Why aren't there any funerals where the best stories where from this month or last week, they are always about years and years ago.
What I can’t seem to figure out if new funny moments can't happen anymore or that the memories bank is full. It sometimes feels as if you spend your first 25 years to make memories so that you have something stupid to talk about years later.
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