Whenever I’m in ShopKo or Wal-Mart, I always make it a point to page through the big poster displays at the end of the aisle and hearken back to a time when I valued their contents – to a time when my bedroom was wallpapered with The Bash Brothers, Andre Agassi, Bo Knows, the fold-out Michael Jordan free throw line dunk, and GNR – to a time when Nick Haig introduced me to Poster Putty and the end of the stick-pin era – to a time when I discovered that Poster Putty left a stain on the poster itself, and worse yet, on the wall behind it – to a time when my Mom discovered that Poster Putty left a stain on the wall behind it.

“NICHOLAS!”

Leafing through Miley and the Jonas Brothers and the Twilight cast, I wonder, “Does anyone still put up posters?”

I can only hope that today’s youth still identify with the poster, but something tells me that kids today find that manner of display antiquated and un-cool. Perhaps this, a little number our web man Feldy whipped up in response to our Clay Matthews discussion on Monday, will signal the renaissance of the poster:

Awesome!