9.02.10

A day that will live in teen infamy. A day that will never happen again. Yes, today is 90210, as in Beverly Hills 90210.

And who says 90210 had no literary merit? No place on a book blog? Nonsense! Witness, Dylan McKay, Byron scholar:

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My teenage years and 90210 overlap almost perfectly, so even a small dose of this show is terrifyingly Proustian for me. I actually watched the pilot episode a couple years ago and nearly died, so be careful, late Gen-Xers; stroll down memory lane with caution. If you’re up for it, all ten seasons are available online for free (because who can put a price on our adolescence?).

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Share your memories in the comments. (And remember, I’m writing this from where it all began, the city of Brandon and Brenda’s birth.)
-Andrew