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Discussion in 'The Club House' started by sheepdawg, Jan 4, 2019.
Who remembers "mood" rings?
I'm not in the mood to try & remember.
follow the logic:
your brain is composed of gray matter
when you are young, your hair has some color
when you get old, your hair starts turning gray
that gray is memories that can no longer be contained in your head
so they get pushed out
so when you see some shaggy dog old hippy with a gray beard and gray hair,
he can remember the 60s
until he shaves or cuts his hair.
compare Einstein to Uncle Fester
I got my wife a mood ring. When she's in a good mood it turns green. When she is in a bad mood,
It leaves a red mark in the middle of my forehead!
Mood rings are always black for me.
Who remembers "French Ticklers?"
Sounds kind of creepy...
Can you translate the laughter they bring about........?
We giggled about them in school.....before we ever had a chance to use one. Or actually ever saw one!
And Spanish fly
My earliest clear memory was the launch of Apollo 11. I was almost four.
I also remember Dehydrated Pork Patty MREs, EAST Germany, Steel Pots, 1911s and M16A1s
First motorcycle - 1957 Harley "Servi-Car" - paid $135 for it, traded it for a 64 Triumph Spitfire even up. Had a 1/2 - interest in a 54 Cadillac Bluebird Hearse and rode to class one summer on an Allstate Scooter with a buddy. Always wanted to actually SEE a King Midget. Isetta - English teacher drove one, also had a Henry J. There was a separate dealership for Edsels (They sucked.) Wolfman Jack on station KAAY. Old car interiors, old dogs, and old men smell funny.
I can just remember Bell Telephone using Servicars in the late 1950s on Cape Cod.
The dehydrated pork patty wasn't bad and at least that MRE you knew you were getting cheese with it. My which was way better than that stupid apple jelly
If you say so!
I'll trade ya my pork patty for your apple jelly!
I rememner my old Winchester Model 24 SXS 16 ga. Couldn't afford a sling, so i tied a piece of rope around the trigger guard and the barrels, jumped on my bicycle and headed for the field.
That old 24 kept the freezer well stocked with pheasant, sage grouse, blue grouse, mourning doves, rabbits and snowshoe hare. Made a pretty good dent in the rattlesnake population, too.
Chicken Ala King
I am old enough to remember when the World Trade Center was going up.
They would be featured on the news; national shows, like Howard K Smith & Frank Reynolds [World News Tonight]. [I had to look that up, it has been so long ago.]
They would follow the progress of the towers as they rose, with an occasional mention. No one foresaw their eventual destruction, that was unthinkable back then. Time have changed so much, and not always for the better.
Speaking of the World Trade Centers I saw a story yesterday of a fellow working on one of the tower's elevator shafts when they were going up. The guys name was Carl Furillo and if you know anything about 50s baseball and the Brooklyn Dodgers you'll recognize the name. Never made more than $30,000 a year playing pro ball and this guy was the starting right fielder for Da' Bums for 12 years. Pro baseball players didn't make the bazillions the players make today so after he retired in 1960 he had to go to work.
Somehow back then baseball, as well as most pro sports, was a better, cleaner more righteous game, back when it wasn't all about money and players played whole careers for one team.
Most of these wound up clothes pinned to bicycles.