Hi there. I’m your host, Jason Bennion, not to be confused with the Welsh illustrator, the baseball player, or the Arizona dentist who share my name.
Here are a few factoids for the curious newcomer:
I was born at the end of the 1960s, enjoyed a happy childhood in the ’70s, and became a teenager in the Awesome ’80s, which means I remember the way things were before the world moved on.
I find the modern world baffling in many ways. I think a friend summed it up best the afternoon he called me “an analog kind of guy lost in a digital world.”
I’m a curmudgeonly champion for all the pop culture of my youth: the original 1960s Star Trek, the pre-Special Edition Star Wars, the version of Battlestar Galactica that featured a chimp in a robot-dog suit, and laid-back TV detectives with mustaches. In my view, Deckard is not a replicant, Connery is the best Bond, and Christopher Reeve will always be my Superman.
I don’t like the term “cheesy,” I don’t believe in the concept of “guilty pleasures,” and I don’t do “irony.”
I grew up and still live in the general vicinity of Salt Lake City, Utah, home of the LDS Church, the 2002 Olympics, and (according to our license plates) The Greatest Snow on Earth™. No, I am not Mormon myself.
I tend to be nostalgic for just about everything you can think of, and I miss the rural landscape of my youth far more than I ever would’ve imagined.
I don’t shop at Hobby Lobby and I don’t eat at Chik-Fil-A. I firmly believe “E Pluribus Unum” is a better motto for our nation than “In God We Trust.”
I love travel, and it depresses me that I won’t live long enough to see everything.
I dig pretty ladies, old movies, antique cars, classic rock, neon signs, pin-up art, and mid-century-modern design. I’m interested in history, manned space flight, and creative writing.
And yes, I do like pina coladas and gettin’ caught in the rain.
Welcome to my mind.