I tried to watch tommyrot's link, but I don't have that much uninturrupeted time all at once.

Yeah. Plus it gives you the munchies.

I was born in 1961 and don't feel any connection to Boomers.

1962 here. I've always been told I'm a Boomer (1946-1964), but I never felt like it. I was also part of "the last big high school class." Which meant the schools were too small for us, but the school board wouldn't do anything because the problem would solve itself when we left.

Yes! I was told the same thing. Totally ridiculous.

I remember using an insanely low baud rate to connect to CompuServe (uphill! in the snow! both ways!). joins the cane-shaking chorus

Seriously! (And I'm just barely the tail end of Gen-X -- Wikipedia aside, most people consider 1978 to be Gen-Y/Millenial/whatever.) But these kids today...

Two things I am going to try my damndest to not let Emeline have.

The nice thing about having a boy is there's a good chance I will never have to tell D "No, you may not wear a thong to school." Not 100%, but the odds are at least in my favor. I'm just hoping those shoes with the wheels on them go out of style before he learns to walk, because they scare the crap out of me.

I'm a Gen X'er who lives with her parents (special circs, though!

FWIW, I would totally put unexpected job loss, relocation to have family support while raising child, and finishing education in the special circumstances column (just in case you were thinking I was a total ass).

Off to meet GF for lunch.

Strauss and Howe illustrate their choice of beginning Generation X (they call it the 13th Generation, but whatever) by citing how many college professors started to notice that, as opposed to the Baby Boomers who had the professors lining up to introduce themselves to the students, those going into college in the fall of 1979 were lining up to introduce themselves to the professors. My brother was born in June 1961, and he definitely is more X-er in behavior.

The Silent/Boomer line is demographically 1946, but S&H put it at 1944 instead, which fits with my aunt who was born then and was very Boomer in behavior, in big contrast to the rest of her (older) siblings.

I had a student recently who never did reading, never spoke in class, failed the mid-term, got poor grades on his written assignments, and then emailed me the last week of class to say he was worried about his grade and what could I do about it.

Point and laugh?

My mom has been weirdly apologetic in recent years about not giving me a bunch of material things when I was growing up. Bwuh? I had a happy childhood wherein I had plenty to read, was encouraged to draw whenever I wanted to, and learned to apply myself in school. What's there to apologize for?

Wimbledon: Man. I hope that they show the Henin/Bartoli semi. I want to know what happened to Henin. Did Bartoli just outplay her?

First, much love and peace to Sue and her family. I am so very sorry.

However, watching and reading the X'ers here bitch about it and vow to not be "that kind of parent", it gives me a bit of hope that we will raise children who are terrified of us, as we were our own parents.

The thing is, most of the parents of kids in school now *are* Gen X-ers. Research shows our generation as a whole has erred on the side of leniancy because we were raised with the "you are special" mentality by parents vowing not to be the type of distant parents they grew up with. Not sure if I agree with that theory totally since my parents raised me to feel very special, but also raised me to be respectful...but there ya go.

And yeah, I've seen an increase in entitlement in high school (not just in LA--equally badly in New England). Hence the needs for books like this: Blessing of a Skinned Knee by Wendy Mogel. She spoke at my school this year, and I was really impressed.

But, honestly? I don't know; I've been teaching a decade, and I haven't seen all that much of a change. The kids who are entitled are ridiculously so, but I've always had many students whose parents teach them respect and accountability.

Finally, Vroman's just emailed me to say I could come pick up paperdol's book! Whee!

I have THE BOOK! In my hot little hands! I was too impatient to wait for THE AUTHOR to send me a copy. I had to see it for myself.

It's totally real. I walked into my B&N, and it was on the main new releases table, right near the front.

And the guy ringing up my purchase said he liked the cover, and the title, and he was going to go check it out himself!