The stub deck? The pep shirt? One of the few joys of getting older - becoming increasingly out of touch with shit that doesn't matter. Maybe being an indifferent, oblivious old coot doesn't sound as bad as it once did.
I think it started with a complete disinterest in superhero movies and the shrugging realization that stuff I once might have hated or mocked isn't even aimed at me anyway - and I'm okay with that. In fact, thank you!