Friday, June 13, 2014 —
Because of my other job at The Sporting News in Charlotte, Thursdays are my Mondays, the first day of my work week.
Therefore, I don’t like Thursdays very much.
People usually despise Mondays because it means the weekend is over. They look forward to Thursday because it’s the first day after Wednesdays (HUMP DAY … WHOOOO HOOOOO, as the Geico camel would say) and it’s the one day before they can really start thinking and planning for the weekend.
It works in reverse for me. I love Mondays because it means one work week is ending. I was also a big fan of Mondays growing up because that’s when the TV show “ALF” would come on.
You remember ALF, Alien Life Form, the 30-minute NBC comedy with the puppet who was an alien from outer space (not the ones from outside the United States, mind you). He crash-lands into the garage of the Tanner family after leaving the planet Melmac and takes up residence there. One of his favorite foods was cat.
OK, so that’s more about the 80s sitcom than you probably wanted to hear.
Later on in life, I got tired of “ALF” (I know, how can you get tired of “ALF”?!?) and Tuesdays became my favorite day of the week. That’s when the NBC trio of action-packed TV shows would come on, “A-Team,” “Riptide” and “Stingray.”
Granted that Tuesday blockbuster lineup didn’t stay that way long, but it planted a seed for me admiring the day a bit more.
So it has always made sense for me to appreciate Tuesdays. After my run of 80s television, it was a busy day for high school sports, something I covered and won awards for many years before reaching this level in my life. In many ways, Tuesdays were bigger than Fridays, which people typically think of for high school football games and other sports.
So now, Thursdays are becoming a take-it-or-leave-it day for me. One of the reasons outside of the fact it’s my Monday is because of something that’s becoming both a hot trend and a scary look back into the past at the same time.
It’s called Throwback Thursdays. Or, as they call it in the Twitter universe ... #TBT.
I once thought this was nothing more than a trend. Much like the stupid surveys on Facebook I wrote about or the comic strips people made of themselves and their “wacky” lives on the social media websites, I thought Throwback Thursdays would be something that would come and go pretty quickly.
Looks like I was wrong. It appears to be here to stay.
Throwback Thursdays gives people the opportunity to embarass themselves by posting old photos of them when they wore clothes that children in third-world countries would turn their noses up at today. TBT allows people to show off their hairstyles and teaches us why salons and beauty schools exist today.
It’s simply one of the most embarassing things you can do on the Internet today and not be arrested for it.
I wanted to find out more about where Throwback Thursdays began and, more importantly, who we would kill when we send Wolverine, The Terminator or somebody else back in time to just before it started.
Winning all those awards over the years has allowed me to develop some crack research abilities. But now, with the Internet, all I have to do is type it in Google and away we go.
One of the earliest references I can find about Throwback Thursday comes from the ever creative Urban Dictionary. This is a site that takes slang words and phrases and gives it not only a definition but also explains in rather stupid ways how it shapes our very existence.
One of the terms for Throwback Thursdays dates back to 2006. Another term goes back to 2012. The example of how the words are used on the site goes like this: “omq Throwback Thursday, I need a find a photo of myself from like hella long ago and post it on facebook.”
You get the idea. Tolstoy it is not.
I will say that I do support Throwback Thursdays in two ways. I do find it incredibly humerous and enjoy seeing people make themselves look rather foolish with their posts. Oh sure, it’s a way to reminise about the past, and I guess there’s really nothing wrong with that.
But really … I mean, there’s a reason it’s called the past. We want to get past that experience.
The other way that I support #TBT is that I have an outstanding ability to laugh and snort out loud when people ask why I don’t participate in it. I love the look on their faces when they think they can get a look at photos of me when I had really big glasses and copious amounts of blonde curly hair that would make the jheri curl that Bradley Cooper sported in the film “American Hustle” look like a tame Saturday night.
There are just some things that will never escape the vault that is my mind. Luckily, photos such as that are stored away in a deep, dark place somewhere in my parents’ house.
But hey, if you want to participate in Throwback Thursdays, be my guest. If you want to harken back to the days that helped make who you are today, go right ahead.
Just be sure you let me know ahead of time so I can prepare some snacks to enjoy while I’m laughing my head off. It’ll make my Mondays a little bit more bearable.
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