'Remember when' or 'these kids today' nostalgia thread for old fogies like me

Well ... whaddya think?

  • Kids today don't no nuthin'

    Votes: 9 45.0%
  • You kids and your 'rock and roll'

    Votes: 2 10.0%
  • Mace, you rock ... I love this thread!

    Votes: 9 45.0%
  • Mace, you're a jerk ... seriously, stick to chickens!

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    20
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THAT'S the spirit BantyChooks!

Of course, if there were no fights scheduled at the coliseum, we'd go to the forum and watch a stand-up philosopher.
Mum never let me go and watch. She said they were a bad influence.

Bah ... you gotta learn to get the GOOD branch ... to stout one at the crook of the tree, don't break, kinda comfy.
I got the good branch. He didn't. ;)
 
THAT'S the spirit BantyChooks!

Of course, if there were no fights scheduled at the coliseum, we'd go to the forum and watch a stand-up philosopher.
Mum never let me go and watch. She said they were a bad influence.

Bah ... you gotta learn to get the GOOD branch ... to stout one at the crook of the tree, don't break, kinda comfy.
I got the good branch. He didn't. ;)
 
I remember seeking chicken advice WAAAYYY back before we all had these 'typewriter-TV' contraptions ... heck, even before that Guttenberg kid came up with his weird 'moveable type' concept! We had to take the time to stitch our inquiries on tapestries ... BY HAND!

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Okay, this is a completely real and true story ...

I've played music on and off for all of my adult life and most of my kid life as well. When I was a YOUNG man and had less responsibilities and more disposable income, I bought several guitar BRAND NEW (still have my Les Paul, they'll have to bury me with it) ...

Now, I'm older and have long since given up the solid life of a musician to chase my dreams of working in an office. So, last month I hit a bit of a financial crunch (nothing serious, no worries!) and decided to sell my Gibson ES-135 and my Dobro. Wanting to get it over with, went to the music store (chain) rather than trying to sell privately.

I walked in, declared my intent, and the young man behind the counter said "Oh wow, I can't make you an offer until I check with the 'vintage' department!

Apparently, I'm VINTAGE! lol!
 
until I check with the 'vintage' department!
I shouldn't have laughed quite as much, but it's true.... I browse the classifieds a lot, and "vintage" clothes are in my wardrobe. :D Young people's "vintage" and old/er people's "vintage" are not the same thing.

I remember asking one of the girls (young women-that's another sign of being old, everyone young seems like a kid) at work once what her plans were for the weekend, and I asked wheter she was off to a disco, and she went "what's a disco? Do you mean a nightclub?" At the time, she wasn't even 10 years younger than I am. "What's a disco?" Indeed.

 

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