Discussion in 'General Off Topic Forums' started by dondoucette, Jan 5, 2019.
This pic makes me sad to think of all I took for granted back then with innocent ignorance.
We weren't taught that it was the Golden Age
Another way to look at that, Pio, is that you are now older, and much wiser, and you can clearly appreciate this. That is growth.
Hang in there, pal.
To be locked away and still to think you’re free...
“Die Young” by Black Sabbath (1980)
I need some more of those airline stewardess photos too.
The same here
I miss everyone being skinny. Seriously, watch something from the late 60's, early 70's. I was watching "The French Connection" and everyone, I mean EVERYONE was slender.
I'm way too fat, so this finger is pointing at me as well.
As mkane said, dirtbikes and motorized things. Had a Honda Trail 70, never once wore a helmet. Also a 200x Honda 3 wheeler, bored out and vicious. That thing scared me.
Heh... I blame SUVs. J/K I blame all vehicles, or more precisely a society configured for them.
I was with a friend who ordered an ice cream treat at the window at McD's and was told the machine was down. He said that he didn't need it anyway, true enough. I told him the heart wants what the heart wants, I added that my heart wants me to lose fifty pounds.
In one day my mother taught me how to ride my new bike . Down to the playground with the huge oval running track . After a wobbly start , I made it around with no stumbles . The next day I was out into the streets !
I look at playground sports now there are twice as many parents as there are kids . It’s a joke . My mother never watched me play 3rd base .
At the bus stop now in my neighborhood cars pull up
to the corner the parents get out with their kids while the engines idle . No one walks . And this block is about two tenths long . There is one property where the mother backs out towards the end of the driveway and the kid gets out of the car and hops on the bus when it STOPS IN FRONT OF HIS HOUSE !
The guy across the street walks two
houses up and waits for his little darling to get off the bus . The kid is 12/13 and won’t get off till he is there . If it rains he drives his truck 2 houses . The kid NEVER walks home two houses by herself . And she looks like a boy .
I walked every day to school . And home . One
Mile . I would follow this one girl Debbie but never got up the nerve to chat her up for years . Eventually I did though . And did it till I graduated . And I walked home that day too . I never got a ride . Sometimes I’d ride my bike . Instead of 30 minutes I’d be home in 10.
At least youse byrds HAD girls at yr Ice Kewls.... I was sent off to a boys' boarding school, & I was PAINFULLY shy around female Grrrls of the womanly persuation til way into my 20s. I was-AM-Fat, wore extra, extra, extra thick glasses, & as such, I had no earthly idea how to talk to girls, & I considered myself about as attractive as yr basic Mud Type Fence, so I rarely ever approached one of these strange creatures. Figured I'd get laughed at if I ever asked for a date, but if said gal ever said "Yes" what daphck would I have done THEN ?!? See, growing up around girls, you learned to read-Hopefully, all the little verbal & non-verbal clues they give out constantly, which I never did. Plus, I've LONG suspected I'm likely a bit Autistic-Let's just say that I REALLY "Identified" w/Dustin Hoffman's character, Raymond, in "Rainman". I'm rather "Odd", I tend to obsess, &I can often tell you who did almost any pop song from roughly 1945 til about 1990. I don't get every one right, but I get a lot more right than I do wrong. I can tell you the year, & on a lot of 'em what TIME of the year they were big, too. If I really am mildly autistic, I'm certainly NOT complaining-It is neither good, nor bad-it merely just IS. I DO wish I could turn it "Off" though, every once in awhile.
Acceptance is better than the "off" Button, at least achievable.
Socialization is agonizingly awkward at times, being misunderstood normal, but I don't know what "normal" feels like either, so it's acceptance or withdrawal. Withdrawal sucks.
"Socialism is agonizingly awkward at times..." Oh, yeah... Tell me about it. Back in the balmy days of 1971, there were likely only 3 people in NE Tennessee who even knew "Autism" existed, & NONE of 'em practiced here. I saw "Rainman", & then ran across this book, "The Man who Mistook his wife for a Hat" by Dr Oliver Sacks, & after "Rainman" & devouring that book, so many things became clear to me. I'd go to parties as a kid & teen, I'd invariably plant myself up against a wall, & PRAY nobody would come over & wanna chit-chat w/me. I never told a soul about any of this, my parents would likely have "Spazzed Out" & sent me off to some shrink-Or worse. Basically, what I always tried to do was just keep my head down, not raise a stink, & hope they'd all just leave me dafuq alone. When I got interested in some new car or some such, I'd try to learn EVERYTHING I could about it-I HAD to gain an "Encyclopediac" knowledge of my latest interest. B4 the Internoot, that was rather difficult, to say the least. I dunno if I've ever truly ACCEPTED this, but at least I've more-or-less come to terms w/it all, & DON'T-nearly as much as I used to-wanna do myself in to make it all stop.
You know that I "get" you, I was "that" kid.
Yeah, IIRC, you 'n' me have e-mailed back & forth about this a time or 2 B4... But I think the kind of guys who are interested in stereos, old radios & TVs, crap like this may have tendencies towards at least MILD autistic behaviors. Again, NOTHING wrong w/that, we are what we are & we ain't what we ain't. In an odd sort of way, I'm kinda proud that I can prattle on incessantly about topics that The Great Unwashed majority basically haven't a CLUE about. No, I can't tell you who won the Superb Owl 2 weeks ago-Aww, bullshit-I KNOW it was Dallas, right ?!? (grin), but aks me about how many times the standard Ford was re-designed prior to 1979 & I can tell you, or when GM's line of std cars were re-done & I'll tell you.. For the record, every Ford in the 5-6 years prior to 1908 was a unique car unto itself. Then, in '08, the Model T made its clattering debut, & Ford basically could not shove 'em out the door fast enuf. Then, in late '27, the Model A hit the scene, & it hung on til '32 when the V-8 began. The next big road-to roof change occurred in 1949, when the 1st real Postwar cars came along. The next big change came in 1965, which lasted til '79. GM is a bit hazier, the divisions generally jealously guarded their independence, but one year really stands out, 1965, there was a new company-wide bodyshell introduced that offered improved interior dimensions, a new perimeter frame, more attention to quiet riding, curved side windows, improved heating & cooling abilities-they anticipated the coming almost total use of A/C on every vehicle. Again, I guess I could go into more detail, but I DO tend to prattle & obsess, so let's leave it there...(Grin)
Do you have "Wheels for the World"?
Naw, but the real reason I bothered to learn how to read-OFFICIALLY, anyhow- was to read the copy of Ralph Stein's "Automobile" opus. He apparently was almost as big of a smartass as me am, & I found his slightly sardonic tone, & dry wit refreshing. Its a Dirty Job being a Chic Derriere, its taken me 62 years to be just barely halfway passable at it. And THAT'S being extremely presumptious, doncha think ?!?
Speaking of "Generational Differences"....last time I was on the beach at The Jersey Shore (a couple years back), there was a small group of 15-ish year-old boys on the next blanket over, seemed like nice enough kids. Of course, they spent more time looking at their phones than anything else, They seemed to be distracted toward a similar-aged group of cute girls, who occupied another blanket maybe 50 yards away. I soon discovered that these two groups were TEXTING back & forth between blankets (!).
Before long, I said to one of the boys "You know, you`re wasting valuable time by communicating that way....why don`t you just walk over and TALK to those hotties ?"
The kid responded like "we`re bashful", or something to that effect. "So", I said, "learn how to walk on your hands, or do a few magic tricks, or anything else to get their attention and make them interested in YOU, and not that stupid phone !"
The kid just stared at me like I was from another planet. "Good luck, man !" I said, as I turned away....
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