The Bloody Doors Off

Meghan and Tom got married today.

They’re holding their reception at Archeo in the Distillery District. As I pass by, taking Mrs. Maisie for her late night walk, I hear the DJ spinning “I Want It That Way” by the Backstreet Boys. 

And I ask myself: How old are Meghan and Tom? That DJ didn’t slide that in as a surprise. There would’ve been a conversation beforehand.

Either Meghan and Tom are Gen X like me, or that’s being played ironically.

Meghan. Tom.

I feel personally affronted.

Jesus, I’m old.

But I’m not Boomer II (aka Generation Jones) old. (1955-1964. I’m not making this up.)

Side note: When we got back to the condo building, there were four Gen Z women headed out to a costumed Hallowe’en Party. I’m assuming it’s a party. Can’t imagine they’re pulling a late night heist and are purposefully dressed as cat people to fool the security cameras.

(Side side note: a movie about four Gen Z women who plan the perfect casino heist north of the 49th parallel. “Falls Four.” (You know, like Ocean’s Eleven but it’s a Canadian production so the budget is a fraction of it’s American “cousin”. It goes on to win multiple awards, but gets shut out for Best Original Screenplay at 2025’s 13th Annual Canadian Screen Awards. Bastards.))

Oh yeah. The elevator smelled like a hotbox.

(That’ll get cut in post.)

Anyhow. It sounded like a great party, and I wish Meghan and Tom every happiness.