A lot of ‘Children of the 80s’, have memories of Rubik’s Cubes and hypercolor shirts, but it seems so childish. At least for people in my age group, those are infantile memories of primary school.

To relive the 15+ years of the Conan O’Brien show, and celebrate the ending of it, seems anachronistic, in a way.

Not just that ‘Late Night with Conan O’Brien’ has come to its conclusion. But, probably more worrisome, from a time-keeps-on-tickin’ perspective, is that the childish, relatable late night host has now taken on the mantle of the mainstream, target-audience-demo host of the freakin’ ‘Tonight Show.’

As I stare down the barrel of 31 years old, the conclusion of ‘Late Night’ with Conan means something, and I can’t help but think that it means I am old.