I thought that this post would be an interesting way of finding out more about the demographics of UM, and well, to premote some good old fun in reminiscing! So what were the good old days to -you-? Was it the peace-ridden 60's and 70's, when smoking a blunt in the woods and spray painting "Zeppelin" on a tree was acceptable? Or was it hoppin' in your muscle car with your hair greased back headed to the drive-in movie after a night at the sock-hop? Were the good old days to you when you would spend two hours in advance getting ready for a party with lots of hair-spray in hand followed by hours of partying and dancing to The Thriller? What does the good old days mean to YOU?
To me? The good old days meant waking up early on Saturday mornings to a bowl of cereal and a morning spent watching cartoons and tv shows on Nickelodeon, when it used to be GOOD- with programs like The Adventures of Pete and Pete, Hey Dude, Clarissa Explains it All, Salute your Shorts, Ren and Stempy, Are You Afraid of the Dark, My Brother and Me, Kenan and Kel, and Global GUTS!.
Can anyone guess what generation/decade I'm from? The winner gets a cookie! ;D
This should be interesting. Don't be shy- participate!
--//xo;Ace
Full Version: "The Good Old Days"
You were apparently a kid during the early-mid 90's.
The term "the old days" reminds me of spending time with good friends.Sometimes we'd ride our bicycles around town,just goofing off...sometimes we'd go hang out at a spot near a friend's house,which was next to the bayou.We'd get together sometimes to go camping somewhere...taking all we needed with us on our bikes.
Sometimes it reminds me of the summer mornings where some of us would get together and help each other with our paper routes (back when those were done on bicycles).We'd get up at 3am,fold the papers and put the rubber bands on them and stuff them into the bags on our bikes,and cruise through the lamp-lit streets to do the routes.It was a blast,riding around in areas where there wasn't any traffic.The main thing I remember from doing the routes is the smell of a warm southern morning before the sunrise.
Other times,it reminds me of the band that several of us had put together.We'd have our gear set up at the guitarist's house,and after school we'd go over there and play for a few hours.Sometimes people we didn't know would stop by and listen or talk to us.We ended up having a decent group of fans because of that...and the guitarist actually got a girlfriend that way.
It also reminds me of the early morning marching band practices during the school year,and of course the strange days being in school.We had some cool teachers,we had some idiot teachers,we had some mean teachers,and we even had a couple of drunk teachers.Back then,I would never have claimed to have enjoyed my school daze...but now,I kinda miss it.
Now you've made me get all homesick and sentimental.
Eh...I'll get over it soon.
QUOTE(Wolf MacCanine @ Dec 28 2006, 04:21 AM) [snapback]1475960[/snapback]
You were apparently a kid during the early-mid 90's.
The term "the old days" reminds me of spending time with good friends.Sometimes we'd ride our bicycles around town,just goofing off...sometimes we'd go hang out at a spot near a friend's house,which was next to the bayou.We'd get together sometimes to go camping somewhere...taking all we needed with us on our bikes.
Sometimes it reminds me of the summer mornings where some of us would get together and help each other with our paper routes (back when those were done on bicycles).We'd get up at 3am,fold the papers and put the rubber bands on them and stuff them into the bags on our bikes,and cruise through the lamp-lit streets to do the routes.It was a blast,riding around in areas where there wasn't any traffic.The main thing I remember from doing the routes is the smell of a warm southern morning before the sunrise.
Other times,it reminds me of the band that several of us had put together.We'd have our gear set up at the guitarist's house,and after school we'd go over there and play for a few hours.Sometimes people we didn't know would stop by and listen or talk to us.We ended up having a decent group of fans because of that...and the guitarist actually got a girlfriend that way.
It also reminds me of the early morning marching band practices during the school year,and of course the strange days being in school.We had some cool teachers,we had some idiot teachers,we had some mean teachers,and we even had a couple of drunk teachers.Back then,I would never have claimed to have enjoyed my school daze...but now,I kinda miss it.
Now you've made me get all homesick and sentimental.
Eh...I'll get over it soon.
The term "the old days" reminds me of spending time with good friends.Sometimes we'd ride our bicycles around town,just goofing off...sometimes we'd go hang out at a spot near a friend's house,which was next to the bayou.We'd get together sometimes to go camping somewhere...taking all we needed with us on our bikes.
Sometimes it reminds me of the summer mornings where some of us would get together and help each other with our paper routes (back when those were done on bicycles).We'd get up at 3am,fold the papers and put the rubber bands on them and stuff them into the bags on our bikes,and cruise through the lamp-lit streets to do the routes.It was a blast,riding around in areas where there wasn't any traffic.The main thing I remember from doing the routes is the smell of a warm southern morning before the sunrise.
Other times,it reminds me of the band that several of us had put together.We'd have our gear set up at the guitarist's house,and after school we'd go over there and play for a few hours.Sometimes people we didn't know would stop by and listen or talk to us.We ended up having a decent group of fans because of that...and the guitarist actually got a girlfriend that way.
It also reminds me of the early morning marching band practices during the school year,and of course the strange days being in school.We had some cool teachers,we had some idiot teachers,we had some mean teachers,and we even had a couple of drunk teachers.Back then,I would never have claimed to have enjoyed my school daze...but now,I kinda miss it.
Now you've made me get all homesick and sentimental.
Eh...I'll get over it soon.
lol Aww. Well I liked reading it and I'm glad that I helped to bring out your inner child. Only I could never guess what decade you were a kid in, there were no hints O.o Although I'd wanna say 80's when the garage band population was setting off. And last time I checked there were no bayous in Michigan? lol Or southern mornings, though there are those where I live. xD
Hmm good topic Indigo.
The good old days were at various stages of growing up for me as well. From the top of my head I remember the times we would go out for hrs just exploring and doing things like climbing up on the school roof to play hide and seek, it was like a another world up there, pyrimid shaped peaks and stuff.
Daring each other to walk cross this water pipe that went across a marsh/bog, if you fell off you'd get very wet and muddy lol - for some reason this provided days and days of entertaiment.
Going on our own imagination fueled witch/ghost hunts around an old abandoned manor estate (now demolished) the grounds were just as freaky, underground tunnels, and ice houses
playing inside the old witches tree where you could make a wish.
Times of bravado and stupidity that we can now laugh at
An incident my Dad reminded the entire family of this Christmas dinner was when a friend and I would climb up onto an old and dis-used railway bridge and throw grass cuttings off it onto people down below - we got away with it for ages and it brought endless moments of sheer amusement to see people covered in grass...but one day we got caught and got a good telling and shaming by the police.
Being a cocky outspoken 13 year old towards a couple of older real deal punk girls who were a good 6 years older and the toughest lot in school lol - scary!! don't ever ask people if they want there effing picture taken if they're staring you down - they won't laugh they will want to kill you - they chased us a good mile - never ran so fast! had to bail my school bag, coat and all so I could just run run run...I later on became friends with these girls but they really wanted my head on a plate at the time
Oh the drama..
Getting drunk for the first time at a family wedding aged 15 ( well they kept on giving me champange) falling down some steps in front of my mother and other guests, she was so mortified she arranged a baby sitter and cab and I was sent home
Somehow I think I should stop about now
The good old days were at various stages of growing up for me as well. From the top of my head I remember the times we would go out for hrs just exploring and doing things like climbing up on the school roof to play hide and seek, it was like a another world up there, pyrimid shaped peaks and stuff.
Daring each other to walk cross this water pipe that went across a marsh/bog, if you fell off you'd get very wet and muddy lol - for some reason this provided days and days of entertaiment.
Going on our own imagination fueled witch/ghost hunts around an old abandoned manor estate (now demolished) the grounds were just as freaky, underground tunnels, and ice houses
playing inside the old witches tree where you could make a wish.Times of bravado and stupidity that we can now laugh at
An incident my Dad reminded the entire family of this Christmas dinner was when a friend and I would climb up onto an old and dis-used railway bridge and throw grass cuttings off it onto people down below - we got away with it for ages and it brought endless moments of sheer amusement to see people covered in grass...but one day we got caught and got a good telling and shaming by the police.
Being a cocky outspoken 13 year old towards a couple of older real deal punk girls who were a good 6 years older and the toughest lot in school lol - scary!! don't ever ask people if they want there effing picture taken if they're staring you down - they won't laugh they will want to kill you - they chased us a good mile - never ran so fast! had to bail my school bag, coat and all so I could just run run run...I later on became friends with these girls but they really wanted my head on a plate at the time
Oh the drama..Getting drunk for the first time at a family wedding aged 15 ( well they kept on giving me champange) falling down some steps in front of my mother and other guests, she was so mortified she arranged a baby sitter and cab and I was sent home
Somehow I think I should stop about now
For me it was when all 5 members of Duran Duran were young and hot!
Going out with friends after school to the local park. Not letting your parents know what time you'd be back, but them not worrying whether you were safe or not. Child-nappings, etc just didn't seem to happen - at least not where I lived. Any patch of non-developed land was your playground, and shoes were always optional extras.
Not having computers and stuff like that so we had to invent fun rather than have it invented for us.
20cent triple-scoop ice creams and thinking Commando comics were what war was really like. Bertie the RAF pilot or Johnny the SAS commando always gave Jerry what for!
Then discovering girls and alcohol - in that order (I think discovering girls drove me to drink!) Salivating over the girls from ABBA and Bananarama, Blondie and the Bangles to name but a few.
Sigh...!
Not having computers and stuff like that so we had to invent fun rather than have it invented for us.
20cent triple-scoop ice creams and thinking Commando comics were what war was really like. Bertie the RAF pilot or Johnny the SAS commando always gave Jerry what for!
Then discovering girls and alcohol - in that order (I think discovering girls drove me to drink!) Salivating over the girls from ABBA and Bananarama, Blondie and the Bangles to name but a few.
Sigh...!
Aww The Good Ol' Days ... There are many memories that bring me back to remembering 'the good ol' days'. As a child it was time spent on my Familys ranch, growing up in the country. As a teen it was the joy of HS and Friends, school trips and hanging out .. just being free. As an adult it is the cherished memories of sharing time with those who are no longer with me. Sometimes it's quite relaxing to just sit back and reminisce, thinking about all the good times .. but in the same instance dreaming about good times to come.
when i could spend all day outside playing with my friends climbing trees, fishing, making forts. and our parents weren't worried if we were smoking pot or worshipping satan or some slimy guy was going to kidnap us. Those were the good ole days, when we could lay under the stars all night and there was no worry, no blame, no pre conceived notions about how things should be, no thinking about girls, just being a kid.
This was in an old e-mail I recieved, it fits here rather nicely
People over 40 should be dead.
Here's why ...........
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, or even maybe the early 70's probably shouldn't have survived.
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, ... and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention the risks
we took hitchhiking.)
As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. NO CELL PHONES! Unthinkable!
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.
We had friends!
We went outside and found them. We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents.
No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and though we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade. Horrors!
Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own.
Consequences were expected. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
People over 40 should be dead.
Here's why ...........
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, or even maybe the early 70's probably shouldn't have survived.
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, ... and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention the risks
we took hitchhiking.)
As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. NO CELL PHONES! Unthinkable!
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.
We had friends!
We went outside and found them. We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents.
No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and though we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade. Horrors!
Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own.
Consequences were expected. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
Our bikes were all we needed to have an adventure.
The summer really DID seem to last forever.
You could play football or baseball or soccer ALL DAY and still manage to hear your Mother yelling at you from 3 blocks away to come home for dinner.
Your Mother actually MADE dinner.
Arcades.
There actually were different kinds of music(not everything was hip-hop or country).
Those are just a few of the things that come to mind when I hear "The good 'ol days".
The summer really DID seem to last forever.
You could play football or baseball or soccer ALL DAY and still manage to hear your Mother yelling at you from 3 blocks away to come home for dinner.
Your Mother actually MADE dinner.
Arcades.
There actually were different kinds of music(not everything was hip-hop or country).
Those are just a few of the things that come to mind when I hear "The good 'ol days".
The best times were always during the summer holidays, just spending hours messing around exploring forests and old abandoned buildings, having waterfights, playing 'had' and building treehouses just to sit around in and talk for hours on end with true friends.
Aw, it was just getting interesting.
I'm guessing in 30 years time I won't be able to say the same thing. Eh well.
QUOTE(Anvil @ Dec 28 2006, 03:47 PM) [snapback]1476156[/snapback]
Somehow I think I should stop about now
Aw, it was just getting interesting.
QUOTE
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever.
I'm guessing in 30 years time I won't be able to say the same thing. Eh well.
QUOTE
You could play football or baseball or soccer ALL DAY and still manage to hear your Mother yelling at you from 3 blocks away to come home for dinner.
Your Mother actually MADE dinner.
Your Mother actually MADE dinner.
thats the best part
QUOTE(Irish @ Dec 28 2006, 04:06 PM) [snapback]1476511[/snapback]
This was in an old e-mail I recieved, it fits here rather nicely
People over 40 should be dead.
Here's why ...........
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, or even maybe the early 70's probably shouldn't have survived.
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, ... and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention the risks
we took hitchhiking.)
As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. NO CELL PHONES! Unthinkable!
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.
We had friends!
We went outside and found them. We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents.
No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and though we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade. Horrors!
Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own.
Consequences were expected. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
People over 40 should be dead.
Here's why ...........
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, or even maybe the early 70's probably shouldn't have survived.
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, ... and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention the risks
we took hitchhiking.)
As children, we would ride in cars with no seatbelts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. NO CELL PHONES! Unthinkable!
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.
We had friends!
We went outside and found them. We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
Lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents.
No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and though we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were
held back to repeat the same grade. Horrors!
Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own.
Consequences were expected. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law, imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
lol Ahh Irish, that post made me smile, =] You sound just like my mom and dad and uncles with your reply. They told me all about that stuff, hitchhiking and all! You just forgot one thing- being able to run around the neighborhood BAREFOOT [-shock-] in the mud and not having to worry about creepy old men stalking you or kidnapping you!
I loved reading what everybody had to say, but it seems that you guys are reminiscing about the years of early childhood. What's so bad about teenhood? Anyone wanna share what that was like for them?
ive never used that saying
to me it means when u dnt have to get up for skool and u can sit at home watching tv and doing what u want
to me it means when u dnt have to get up for skool and u can sit at home watching tv and doing what u want
Well im a teen, im only 16 to be exact and ive a job for over a year now. I pay for my own things, such as:
School Lunches
Clothes
Cell phone bill
Internet bill
I pretty much take care of myself, i never come out of my room, and if i ask to be taken some where its a big deal.
My parents say i never do anything around the house which is a total lie, becuase i clean almost everyday. Becuase my mother works till late hours i cook for the family, i take care of the dogs and my little brat face of a sister.
I hate my life and how i was brought up and such.
Becuase of the way ive been treated im bipolar, i have depression and ocd
And i cant get them treated becuase my mother is just BLAH
But i have a wonderful boyfriend, who keeps me going and amazing friends and thats what im thankful for.
But you know something, id give up everything i had just to be "normal" and like everyone else
And god i want some pocky <3 's
I seem to always associate times with music, the good ole days might be Iron maiden, or maybe the days of Bang Tango...
Yeah, Shotgun Messiah was fun too
~V~Tragic
Yeah, Shotgun Messiah was fun too
~V~Tragic
It was when no one had to lock their doors...
When dad would say he was going hunting in the morning and if I wanted to go I had better be ready....so I slept full clothed with my shoes on.
You could leave your parents sight and they knew their neighbors would watch you.
The word "crack" referred to someone that was bending over.
When dad would say he was going hunting in the morning and if I wanted to go I had better be ready....so I slept full clothed with my shoes on.
You could leave your parents sight and they knew their neighbors would watch you.
The word "crack" referred to someone that was bending over.
The good old days for me was summer break, staying up all night with my friends, exploring outdoors in the woods, playing my super nintindo, puppy love, R.L Stiene (goosebumps) books, starting fires, pillaging small villages
When I think of the "good old days" I would have to say I was rather young when those ended. I was probably about 9 or 10 (which would have been the mid-'70s for me)...from then on out, the days weren't so "good". I can remember things like playing baseball, riding bikes & such with my siblings on long summer evenings. Going swimming at the swimmin' hole. Great Saturday morning cartoons. Basically just all of us kids getting along & having fun with no responsiblities outside of our chores.
QUOTE(IndigoChild @ Dec 28 2006, 09:26 AM) [snapback]1476096[/snapback]
lol Aww. Well I liked reading it and I'm glad that I helped to bring out your inner child. Only I could never guess what decade you were a kid in, there were no hints O.o Although I'd wanna say 80's when the garage band population was setting off. And last time I checked there were no bayous in Michigan? lol Or southern mornings, though there are those where I live. xD
Eh...my inner puppy doesn't need any help to show itself.
I'm originally from Louisiana,hence the "bayous" and "southern mornings".The time period I was mainly speaking of was the late 70's/early 80's...when I was in my mid-late teens.Our band got started in 1979,and we were a little bit more than a "garage band".We practiced in the garage,but we actually did a lot of gigs...most notably at McNeese State University,where myself and our "road manager" had jobs.The two of us worked in the cafeteria after school for a while,and next to the cafeteria was a large new building they called "The Ranch",which had a snack bar/grill/eatery area where they allowed bands to come in and play on weekend evenings.I used to skip school so that I could lug some of our gear a little over a mile to the Ranch and start setting up.I do not advise anyone to do some of the stuff that I did though...like setting up stage planks by yourself.Those things are huge,and very dangerous for one person to set up...especially when you're trying to set one on top of another to make a drum riser.I learned how to by trial & error though.
Irish,I had that list sent to myself as well.I had a good time reminiscing about the stuff mentioned in it.It's all true too.I work with a lot of younger people these days who couldn't imagine not having cellphones and computers,much less doing any of the stuff we did as kids.
Onyxdk...yup...arcades were the rage for a while.I never lost a game of Warlord,and a friend from the local college taught me how to make a game of Asteroids (and Asteroids Deluxe) last forever.
Raptor X7...yeah...tree houses and forts were a lot of fun.
It's true that those of us from the older generations had to make our own fun.Sometimes we got in trouble for the "fun" we created...other times it was all good stuff.But,it all taught us some good lessons and brought out our creativity.I think the kids of today are missing out on a lot of really good times and lessons.
QUOTE(Wolf MacCanine @ Dec 29 2006, 02:20 AM) [snapback]1477231[/snapback]
Eh...my inner puppy doesn't need any help to show itself.
I'm originally from Louisiana,hence the "bayous" and "southern mornings".The time period I was mainly speaking of was the late 70's/early 80's...when I was in my mid-late teens.Our band got started in 1979,and we were a little bit more than a "garage band".We practiced in the garage,but we actually did a lot of gigs...most notably at McNeese State University,where myself and our "road manager" had jobs.The two of us worked in the cafeteria after school for a while,and next to the cafeteria was a large new building they called "The Ranch",which had a snack bar/grill/eatery area where they allowed bands to come in and play on weekend evenings.I used to skip school so that I could lug some of our gear a little over a mile to the Ranch and start setting up.I do not advise anyone to do some of the stuff that I did though...like setting up stage planks by yourself.Those things are huge,and very dangerous for one person to set up...especially when you're trying to set one on top of another to make a drum riser.I learned how to by trial & error though.
Irish,I had that list sent to myself as well.I had a good time reminiscing about the stuff mentioned in it.It's all true too.I work with a lot of younger people these days who couldn't imagine not having cellphones and computers,much less doing any of the stuff we did as kids.
Onyxdk...yup...arcades were the rage for a while.I never lost a game of Warlord,and a friend from the local college taught me how to make a game of Asteroids (and Asteroids Deluxe) last forever.
Raptor X7...yeah...tree houses and forts were a lot of fun.
It's true that those of us from the older generations had to make our own fun.Sometimes we got in trouble for the "fun" we created...other times it was all good stuff.But,it all taught us some good lessons and brought out our creativity.I think the kids of today are missing out on a lot of really good times and lessons.
I'm originally from Louisiana,hence the "bayous" and "southern mornings".The time period I was mainly speaking of was the late 70's/early 80's...when I was in my mid-late teens.Our band got started in 1979,and we were a little bit more than a "garage band".We practiced in the garage,but we actually did a lot of gigs...most notably at McNeese State University,where myself and our "road manager" had jobs.The two of us worked in the cafeteria after school for a while,and next to the cafeteria was a large new building they called "The Ranch",which had a snack bar/grill/eatery area where they allowed bands to come in and play on weekend evenings.I used to skip school so that I could lug some of our gear a little over a mile to the Ranch and start setting up.I do not advise anyone to do some of the stuff that I did though...like setting up stage planks by yourself.Those things are huge,and very dangerous for one person to set up...especially when you're trying to set one on top of another to make a drum riser.I learned how to by trial & error though.
Irish,I had that list sent to myself as well.I had a good time reminiscing about the stuff mentioned in it.It's all true too.I work with a lot of younger people these days who couldn't imagine not having cellphones and computers,much less doing any of the stuff we did as kids.
Onyxdk...yup...arcades were the rage for a while.I never lost a game of Warlord,and a friend from the local college taught me how to make a game of Asteroids (and Asteroids Deluxe) last forever.
Raptor X7...yeah...tree houses and forts were a lot of fun.
It's true that those of us from the older generations had to make our own fun.Sometimes we got in trouble for the "fun" we created...other times it was all good stuff.But,it all taught us some good lessons and brought out our creativity.I think the kids of today are missing out on a lot of really good times and lessons.
lol Wow, how'd you find yourself all the way up in Michigan when you're from the opposite end of the country? You sound a lot like my parents talking. I couldn't imagine life without a computer, but only because it has so much to offer and keeps you in touch with what's going on in the world. I've learned SO much about other cultures and what else is out there through this little electronic box. And I've met so many interesting people, [hence you
] who I would never had been in aquaintence with had it not been for the good old box. I COULD however, live without cellphones. They divide us from other people around you rather than what their purpose is; to keep everyone in touch. Instead of just getting off their butts and walking across the street to adress a friend, most days other kid's will just whip out their cellphone to get ahold of them. That's also the reason that so many teenagers and kids today are overweight. I'm a pretty slender kid, but I guess I'm just an exception. I'm around 102 pounds, but its probably only because I'm naturally petite. ;D I know TEN years olds in my neighborhood with cellphones and I think that it is rediculous. I did not get my first cellphone until just recently, around a month ago. And I'm 16. Only my mom won't let me use it to talk to people. Its basically just there for emergencies or for my parents to get ahold of me if I've gone somewhere. O.o
You seem to have a bit of a good ole' boy in you.
Sounds a lot like my uncles, they're good-ole-boys themselves and grew up here in NC. They're probably a few years older than you, but they're basically from the same generation. My uncle Robert had that long brown hippie hair, and he used to work in tobacco fields and rode horses down in Stovall [a rural town here]. And like you, he also was in a band. He even jammed with the original Lynyrd Skynyrd lineup before. I heard that they were really good guys, especially Ronnie. But anywayszs, thanks for sharing your story with us, Wolf.
It'll make me think twice before I complain that I'm bored. ;D --//xo;Ace
The good old days...
1. 2d video gaming.
2. Arcades still existed
3. The mall was actually a cool place.
4. The original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Transformers, and G.I. Joe.
5. The Death of Superman and Spiderman's Clone Saga comic books.
6. SNES v.s Genesis rivary.
7. When Stone Cold still wrestled.
8. Daddy Bush was president.
9. Grade school.
10. Pokemon.
Today...
1. 4d gaming
2. Arcades have bin replaced by XBox Live.
3. The mall sucks.
4. The new TMNT and Transformers movies.
5. Civil War and Infinite Crisis comic books.
6. XBox 360 v.s. PS3 rivary.
7. Stone Cold is old and fat.
8. Baby Bush is president.
9. Out of school.
10. Yugi-oh.
Eh the more things change the more they stay the same.
1. 2d video gaming.
2. Arcades still existed
3. The mall was actually a cool place.
4. The original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Transformers, and G.I. Joe.
5. The Death of Superman and Spiderman's Clone Saga comic books.
6. SNES v.s Genesis rivary.
7. When Stone Cold still wrestled.
8. Daddy Bush was president.
9. Grade school.
10. Pokemon.
Today...
1. 4d gaming
2. Arcades have bin replaced by XBox Live.
3. The mall sucks.
4. The new TMNT and Transformers movies.
5. Civil War and Infinite Crisis comic books.
6. XBox 360 v.s. PS3 rivary.
7. Stone Cold is old and fat.
8. Baby Bush is president.
9. Out of school.
10. Yugi-oh.
Eh the more things change the more they stay the same.
QUOTE(IndigoChild @ Dec 29 2006, 06:42 PM) [snapback]1478129[/snapback]
lol Wow, how'd you find yourself all the way up in Michigan when you're from the opposite end of the country? You sound a lot like my parents talking. I couldn't imagine life without a computer, but only because it has so much to offer and keeps you in touch with what's going on in the world. I've learned SO much about other cultures and what else is out there through this little electronic box. And I've met so many interesting people, [hence you ] who I would never had been in aquaintence with had it not been for the good old box.
I COULD however, live without cellphones. They divide us from other people around you rather than what their purpose is; to keep everyone in touch. Instead of just getting off their butts and walking across the street to adress a friend, most days other kid's will just whip out their cellphone to get ahold of them. That's also the reason that so many teenagers and kids today are overweight. I'm a pretty slender kid, but I guess I'm just an exception. I'm around 102 pounds, but its probably only because I'm naturally petite. ;D I know TEN years olds in my neighborhood with cellphones and I think that it is rediculous. I did not get my first cellphone until just recently, around a month ago. And I'm 16. Only my mom won't let me use it to talk to people. Its basically just there for emergencies or for my parents to get ahold of me if I've gone somewhere. O.o
You seem to have a bit of a good ole' boy in you. Sounds a lot like my uncles, they're good-ole-boys themselves and grew up here in NC. They're probably a few years older than you, but they're basically from the same generation. My uncle Robert had that long brown hippie hair, and he used to work in tobacco fields and rode horses down in Stovall [a rural town here]. And like you, he also was in a band. He even jammed with the original Lynyrd Skynyrd lineup before. I heard that they were really good guys, especially Ronnie.
But anywayszs, thanks for sharing your story with us, Wolf. It'll make me think twice before I complain that I'm bored. ;D --//xo;Ace
] who I would never had been in aquaintence with had it not been for the good old box. I COULD however, live without cellphones. They divide us from other people around you rather than what their purpose is; to keep everyone in touch. Instead of just getting off their butts and walking across the street to adress a friend, most days other kid's will just whip out their cellphone to get ahold of them. That's also the reason that so many teenagers and kids today are overweight. I'm a pretty slender kid, but I guess I'm just an exception. I'm around 102 pounds, but its probably only because I'm naturally petite. ;D I know TEN years olds in my neighborhood with cellphones and I think that it is rediculous. I did not get my first cellphone until just recently, around a month ago. And I'm 16. Only my mom won't let me use it to talk to people. Its basically just there for emergencies or for my parents to get ahold of me if I've gone somewhere. O.o
You seem to have a bit of a good ole' boy in you.
Sounds a lot like my uncles, they're good-ole-boys themselves and grew up here in NC. They're probably a few years older than you, but they're basically from the same generation. My uncle Robert had that long brown hippie hair, and he used to work in tobacco fields and rode horses down in Stovall [a rural town here]. And like you, he also was in a band. He even jammed with the original Lynyrd Skynyrd lineup before. I heard that they were really good guys, especially Ronnie. But anywayszs, thanks for sharing your story with us, Wolf.
It'll make me think twice before I complain that I'm bored. ;D --//xo;AceI'm still a fun-loving Southern puppy at heart...but I don't think I could ever truly be a "good ole' boy".Those used to drive me nuts when I was younger.
I use the computer a lot for learning things and keeping up on what is going on around the world,but I still remember getting to know about other cultures and many other things the old-fashioned way...by talking to people from other countries or by reading books.
I still have long hair too,and I don't ever plan on getting it chopped off.I never liked having short hair.
I doubt that I will ever buy into the cellphone craze.I can keep in touch with everyone through the computer,through friends,and by heading over to someone's house.I really don't even use the house phone...except to place an order for Chinese delivery or to call in sick to work (a very rare occassion).
The good old days for me was when grabbing your crotch was considered pushing the envelope. Now its toted around the Punani Squad like a hairless cat. No big deal. Sigh.
oh my gosh I forgot calvin & hobbies how could I do that .......its the best comic ever 
Ahhh....I remember the Good Old Days as if it were yesterday.
Playing with my friends and collecting lotus blossoms from the beautiful Nile, playing with my pet cheetah(Sheba), eating dates on my balcony as I feel the warm Egyptian summer air brush my face as I gaze at my beautiful palm trees swaying ever so gently, looking at the pyramids in the moonlight and feeling such a nostalgic feeling in my heart.......Yes, those were the good old days.
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~ Isis
Playing with my friends and collecting lotus blossoms from the beautiful Nile, playing with my pet cheetah(Sheba), eating dates on my balcony as I feel the warm Egyptian summer air brush my face as I gaze at my beautiful palm trees swaying ever so gently, looking at the pyramids in the moonlight and feeling such a nostalgic feeling in my heart.......Yes, those were the good old days.
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~ Isis
The good old days probably was those old Saskatchewan summer days, just hanging out and catching bugs on the prarie, back when I never knew about the worlds problems, no idea of the future, and had no worry for anything. 
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