To a time when the worst thing imaginable was people moving to portland because they watched Portlandia. When simply seeing a lawyer riding a bike in expensive spandex got our collective blood boiling. The salad days of the zipper merge rant. Remember when all those senior citizens couldn't sit down on the bus because of all those millennial backpacks? I do. Remember how mad we were because NSM was out of tofu pate? I do. And gosh darn it, I miss those days.