Thursday, May 11, 2006
The 15th Natal Day!
The last bookmark made by Mrs. DoF for my regifting has finally been delivered. A little late but part of Jasmine’s Birthday present.
The other half was her shrug which I hope is a pleasant addition to her kool look!
Hope it was a Happy 15th Birthday Jazz eeven if I’m a little late wishing it!
Last Five Minutes!
This from good friend Pammie. It sure stirred some memories of my kids.
If you are 30 or older you may find this is funny!
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning. . . Uphill BOTH ways. . . Through year ‘round blizzards. Carrying their younger siblings on their backs. . . To their one-room schoolhouse, where they maintained a straight A average, despite their full-time, after-school job at the local textile mill. . . Where they worked for 35 cents an hour just to help keep their family from starving to death!
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they’ve got it!
But now that. . .
I’m over the ripe old age of thirty, I can’t help but look around and notice the youth of today. You’ve got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don’t know how good you’ve got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn’t have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter. . . With a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!
There were no MP3s or Napster! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and screw it all up!
And talk about hardship?
We didn’t have fancy crap like call waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that’s it! And we didn’t have fancy caller ID boxes either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your Mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn’t know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
We didn’t have any fancy Sony PlayStation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like “Space Invaders” and “Asteroids” and the graphics sucked! Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever! And you couldnever win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
When you went to the movie theater there no such thing as stadium seating! All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn’t see, you were just screwed!
Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no onscreen menu and no remote control! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday morning. Do you hear what I’m saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brats!
And we didn’t have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up. . . We had to use the stove or go build a frigging fire. . . Imagine that!
If we wanted popcorn, we had to use that stupid Jiffy Pop thing and shake it over the stove forever like an idiot. That’s exactly what I’m talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You’re spoiled.
You guys wouldn’t have lasted five minutes back in 1980.
But if You think that was bad let me tell you how hard I had it because I’m older! Hey where you goin’?