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EMERGENCY NOTICE TO ALL READERS:
THAT FLOURESCENT CHART YOU SEE? CURIOUS ABOUT IT? I WAS TOO. I ASKED. OPEN UP THAT "FULL SCALE IMAGE" AND YOU'LL SEE THAT IT'S INTENDED TO SHOW ANDY HOW OLD HE WAS AND WHAT GRADE HE WAS IN IN GIVEN ACADEMIC YEARS. I FELT IT MY DUTY TO DISCLOSE THIS TIDBIT OF INSANITY.
END TRANSMISSION.
Heather...thanks for the explanation but isn't this your fridge?
It's a metal panel that i use as a bulletin board at work.
A.
my god child! how could you ever forget that ninth grade was 1993-4 and that they played whitney houston's "i will always love you" from the bodyguard soundtrack at the end of every school dance????
i guess since you never got your learner's / driver's license it would be harder to know what age you were in which grade, so that i understand. we jews also have the whole bar mitzvah thing to grab onto age wise.
i remember most of my years though moves. which is starting to make this nyc run of ours kind of blurry.
how do you remeber yours heathers?
Actually, I remember the years of events quite easily. I do it via moves as well: '89 Connecticut, '94 WV, '97 B'more, etc. What I need the chart for is figuring out how old I was in any given year/grade.
For some reason I am terrible with ages. Everytime someone asks me how old a member of my family is, I have to do the math. I take their year of birth (which is easy for me to remember, who knows why), and subtract it from the current year. I have to do this every time, lame I know.
So I made myself a chart, to see how old I was when the Challenger exploded.
A.
Welcome to Dorktown, population unknown (no one can count).
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