The spoiled under-30 crowd!!!

you toledo boys remeber mid 70's when the police went on strike?? for several days over the 4th of july, went to the open pantry, bought beer and fireworks, m80's and other cool stuff from a guy in the parking lot.. nothing like a drunk 13 year old with explosives! good times :D
 
you toledo boys remeber mid 70's when the police went on strike?? for several days over the 4th of july, went to the open pantry, bought beer and fireworks, m80's and other cool stuff from a guy in the parking lot.. nothing like a drunk 13 year old with explosives! good times :D

I missed out on that one, I was a few years too young.
We had to come up with that stuff the hard way in the 80's.
We had to make our own explosives.
Made a flame-thrower out of a gas grill and a garden hose once...:reddevil:
 
Fundie remember zips?? the white igloos, you bought a cup of icecream, and they had a topping bar with everything under the sun. you could buy a small ice cream and have a 3 pound sundae by the time you were done

I remember that place . . . :D
 
The white igloo was "The Igloo" on Douglas and Monroe.
The "Zips" were yellow I think. There was one near Whitmer.

Baseball cap sundaes.

You could use the brim as an overflow. ;)

remember that place to . . . may still have one or two of those caps in the attic somewhere :D
 
Hmmmmm, Maybe a fun way to melt the phucking ice on the driveway :sifone:

Fortunately for us, siding was aluminum back then, not vinyl.

But, then again, when you blew something up, and debris went flying, it was hard to pretend there weren't any dents in the aluminum.
 
Playing with jars full of mercury on the garage floor, puddling and pooling and reconstituting it like the terminator guy and then getting most of it back in the jar and not washing our hands the rest of the summer.


Jumping ramps, or anything for that matter with bikes.

The first decent 10 speed derailer.

Muscle cars in every driveway. It's all they made.

Damn, did you live next door to me???
 
Seriously... kids that weren't "jocks" still had basketball hoops, baseball gear, every imagineable sport accessory. (I mean, even a tennis raquet.)
I'll bet that we put 50 miles a day on our bikes.

Even the cool toys were really sports. I mean, come on. My first taste of speed was at 4 years old on a Big Wheel. Seemed like 50mph.
I would pedal that sob like there was no tomorrow and throw it into a J turn with that brake. Those poor tires.
Knock knock.
What? A blacktop driveway down the street has a light sheen of rain on it?
Let me get my big wheel. I'll be right there.

OMG... I am an enormous kid and my big wheel is a mercedes 560sl. :D

My house had a long paved drive that was unheard of in the late 60's. We had more big wheels flying down that drive than the indy 500! Those were the days!
 
What I'm most struck by is that the comparison of my kid's lives to mine in contrast with the lives my parents lived. While I certainly think by kids are spoiled, I have an incredible apreciation now for the stories I used to hear about being born during the Depression and being raised with nothing. Literally nothing.
 
you toledo boys remeber mid 70's when the police went on strike?? for several days over the 4th of july, went to the open pantry, bought beer and fireworks, m80's and other cool stuff from a guy in the parking lot.. nothing like a drunk 13 year old with explosives! good times :D

bout the only thing that has changed is the age, you've been to the lake Rob. Thanks god i dont have any neighbors for several thousand feet . . . :sifone:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1m14NfWs4E



lol . . . the Open Pantry . . . all but forgot about that place. an yea i vaguely remember the police strike.
 
HA Good stuff! :D :D

Remember when you had to stick a roll of film in your camera, spool it back up when it's finished, drive to a lab and drop it off, wait a few days, pick it up, pay for it, stick it in an envelope and mail it to a friend. It'd be 2 weeks before someone saw what your seeing. Today it's point, click, send. Your buddy's seeing what you saw 60 seconds ago.

Remember "rewind." God I hated rewinding.

Dewey Decimal? Huh?

Google used to mean a "1" with a hundred zeroes behind it.

Mobil phones needed a suit case, before that there was only landlines.

Leaded fuel.

Pitot Tube speedos - no GPS. Paper Charts!

My childhood cable box had a cable attached to the "remote control" and you had to slide this dial left and right to change channels. If you dropped it on your foot, you broke a toe.

Atari 2600 was the sht!

There weren't warning labels on everything. You phucked up, you got hurt. You're an idiot, you got really hurt.

You didn't sue, sht happens - you live with it.

DOS. Batch files. Pascal. Fortran. Basic. No point and click!
Modems...Baud. 5-1/4 floppys. Tape drives.

CRTs

Black and white.

Writing checks every month...can't remember the last time I hand wrote a bill. Sht, I don't have to do bills any more...the banks takes care of it online.

Lots of things sucked back them.
 
HA Good stuff! :D :D

Remember when you had to stick a roll of film in your camera, spool it back up when it's finished, drive to a lab and drop it off, wait a few days, pick it up, pay for it, stick it in an envelope and mail it to a friend. It'd be 2 weeks before someone saw what your seeing. Today it's point, click, send. Your buddy's seeing what you saw 60 seconds ago.

One hour photo was the shizzle.


Remember "rewind." God I hated rewinding.

Be kind, rewind.


Dewey Decimal? Huh?
Library science when google was well...Card Catalog.
Google used to mean a "1" with a hundred zeroes behind it.

Mobil phones needed a suit case, before that there was only landlines.

Had one. Had the battery too. (Camcorder battery plugged into a 12v adapter)

Leaded fuel.

Leaded fuel as a household cleaning agent.

Pitot Tube speedos - no GPS. Paper Charts!

Predicted log contests.

My childhood cable box had a cable attached to the "remote control" and you had to slide this dial left and right to change channels. If you dropped it on your foot, you broke a toe.

Console stereos. Half stereo, half buffet.
Atari 2600 was the sht!
Tank Battle.
There weren't warning labels on everything. You phucked up, you got hurt. You're an idiot, you got really hurt.
It was called natural selection.

You didn't sue, sht happens - you live with it.

DOS. Batch files. Pascal. Fortran. Basic. No point and click!
Modems...Baud. 5-1/4 floppys. Tape drives.
C Root Baby.

CRTs

CRT Projection big screen with drifting alignment.

Black and white.

Space Command.

Ha.
 
We're not that old, but damn, we are that old.

Why did we have to grow up during the whole AIDS thing, and how terrifying that was... It took a lot more work to get laid back then...
 
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