re: #38 Eclectic Cyborg

Watching a Woodstock 1999 documentary on HBO.

I was 18 at the time of that show. Me and couple of buddies had talked about maybe going but ultimately decided not to.

No doubt one of the few good decisions I made at that age.

The reference in this story is to the original Woodstock:

When I met Mr, w, I was his supervisor. The fairly young members of my crew were always surprised to find out his age. One said, ‘Oh my gosh. You’re old enough to be my father!’ Without missing a beat, Mr. w aid, ‘Was your mother at Woodstock?’