We thought today was Bastille Day, but it turned out to be Anachronism Day.
The radio broadcaster at the baseball All-Star Game, noting that many people had decided to take photographs of a hometown batter coming to the plate, remarked about the "thousands of flashbulbs going off."
I bet zero flashbulbs went off, but the broadcaster demonstrated himself to be of a certain age.
Later I learned that my wife, when driving home, had seen a young man crossing the street and holding a boombox to his ear. That seemed like a throwback, too.
I would type more, but I have to go repair my buggy whip.
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