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When the lights come on this whole place gets ugly. But when they're out strangers fall in love
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
I am sharing this with you today because it ended with a double dog dare to pass it on. To remember what a double dog dare is, read on. And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between old enough to know better and too young to care. How many of these do you remember?
Candy cigarettes
Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside
Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
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Coffee shops with tableside jukeboxes
Blackjack, Clove and Teaberry chewing gum
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Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
Newsreels before the movie
P.F. Fliers
Telephone numbers with a word prefix...(Raymond 4601), and Party lines
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Peashooters
Howdy Dowdy
Hi-Fi's
45 RPM records
78 RPM records!
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Green Stamps
Metal ice cubes trays with levers
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Mimeograph paper
Beanie and Cecil
Roller-skate keys
Cork pop guns
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Drive ins
Studebakers
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Washtub wringers
The Fuller Brush Man
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Reel-To-Reel tape recorders
Tinkertoys
Erector Sets
The Fort Apache Play Set
Lincoln Logs
15 cent McDonald hamburgers
5 cent packs of baseball cards - with that awful pink slab of bubble gum
Penny candy
25 cent a gallon gasoline
Jiffy Pop popcorn
Do you remember a time when...
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"?
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do Over!"?
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest?
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Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening?
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It wasn't odd to have two or three "Best Friends"?
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"?
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot?
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures?
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"Oly! -oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense?
Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?
War was a card game?
Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?
Candy cigarettes
Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside
Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
Coffee shops with tableside jukeboxes
Blackjack, Clove and Teaberry chewing gum
Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
Newsreels before the movie
P.F. Fliers
Telephone numbers with a word prefix...(Raymond 4601), and Party lines
Peashooters
Howdy Dowdy
Hi-Fi's
45 RPM records
78 RPM records!
Green Stamps
Metal ice cubes trays with levers
Mimeograph paper
Beanie and Cecil
Roller-skate keys
Cork pop guns
Drive ins
Studebakers
Washtub wringers
The Fuller Brush Man
Reel-To-Reel tape recorders
Tinkertoys
Erector Sets
The Fort Apache Play Set
Lincoln Logs
15 cent McDonald hamburgers
5 cent packs of baseball cards - with that awful pink slab of bubble gum
Penny candy
25 cent a gallon gasoline
Jiffy Pop popcorn
Do you remember a time when...
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"?
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do Over!"?
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest?
Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening?
It wasn't odd to have two or three "Best Friends"?
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"?
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot?
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures?
"Oly! -oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense?
Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?
War was a card game?
Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Born Losers - Matthew Good
HIT PLAY ON THE PLAYER TO THE RIGHT.
Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter
And the life you would not give her Break your plans
Traipsed across the continent, a squatter
For your lies at night to sleep between my hands
When the lights come on this whole place gets ugly
But when they're out, strangers fall in love
She could never say that flat out she don't want me
'Cause I could never say that halfway ain't enough
New Order's on the turntable, we're dancing
'Cause what else do you do when you don't talk
Crucified then crawled into your mansion
Yeah, that's why I learned to crawl before I walk
We're back where we belong
Straight back where we belong
No days for nights [??]
No cocaine calls
Just back where we belong
Take me out back to your promise
And beat me until I can't even stand Your whole life, a plane without no landing gear
So if this is it, then come on let me land
That trailer trash pedigree is callin'
It rides you out when you're down on all fours
Me I like to cast my death on yesterday
'Cause what doesn't kill us now Just makes us better whores
We're back where we belong
Straight back where we belong
No days for nights [??]
No cocaine calls
Just back where we belong
Go put it in the ground
Go bury it somewhere it can't be found
Go put it in the ground
Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter
And the life you would not give her, break your plans
Traipsed across the continent, a squatter
For your lies at night to sleep between my hands
Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter
And the life you would not give her Break your plans
Traipsed across the continent, a squatter
For your lies at night to sleep between my hands
When the lights come on this whole place gets ugly
But when they're out, strangers fall in love
She could never say that flat out she don't want me
'Cause I could never say that halfway ain't enough
New Order's on the turntable, we're dancing
'Cause what else do you do when you don't talk
Crucified then crawled into your mansion
Yeah, that's why I learned to crawl before I walk
We're back where we belong
Straight back where we belong
No days for nights [??]
No cocaine calls
Just back where we belong
Take me out back to your promise
And beat me until I can't even stand Your whole life, a plane without no landing gear
So if this is it, then come on let me land
That trailer trash pedigree is callin'
It rides you out when you're down on all fours
Me I like to cast my death on yesterday
'Cause what doesn't kill us now Just makes us better whores
We're back where we belong
Straight back where we belong
No days for nights [??]
No cocaine calls
Just back where we belong
Go put it in the ground
Go bury it somewhere it can't be found
Go put it in the ground
Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter
And the life you would not give her, break your plans
Traipsed across the continent, a squatter
For your lies at night to sleep between my hands
Monday, October 08, 2007
Bono, the lead singer of the band, U2, is famous throughout the
entertainment industry for trying to help poor people in the world.
At a recent U2 concert in , he asked the audience for total quiet. Then, in
the silence, he started to slowly clap his hands, once every few seconds.
Holding the audience in total silence, he said into the microphone, 'Every
time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies.'
A voice with a broad Scottish accent from the front of the crowd pierced
the quiet....
'Well, foockin stop doin it then, ya evil basturd!'
entertainment industry for trying to help poor people in the world.
At a recent U2 concert in , he asked the audience for total quiet. Then, in
the silence, he started to slowly clap his hands, once every few seconds.
Holding the audience in total silence, he said into the microphone, 'Every
time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies.'
A voice with a broad Scottish accent from the front of the crowd pierced
the quiet....
'Well, foockin stop doin it then, ya evil basturd!'
Monday, September 17, 2007
WTF?
"Dead" man wakes up under autopsy knife
Mon Sep 17, 2007 8:53am EDT
CARACAS (Reuters) - A Venezuelan man who had been declared dead woke up in the morgue in excruciating pain after medical examiners began their autopsy.
Carlos Camejo, 33, was declared dead after a highway accident and taken to the morgue, where examiners began an autopsy only to realize something was amiss when he started bleeding. They quickly sought to stitch up the incision on his face.
"I woke up because the pain was unbearable," Camejo said, according to a report on Friday in leading local newspaper El Universal.
His grieving wife turned up at the morgue to identify her husband's body only to find him moved into a corridor -- and alive.
Reuters could not immediately reach hospital officials to confirm the events. But Camejo showed the newspaper his facial scar and a document ordering the autopsy.
Mon Sep 17, 2007 8:53am EDT
CARACAS (Reuters) - A Venezuelan man who had been declared dead woke up in the morgue in excruciating pain after medical examiners began their autopsy.
Carlos Camejo, 33, was declared dead after a highway accident and taken to the morgue, where examiners began an autopsy only to realize something was amiss when he started bleeding. They quickly sought to stitch up the incision on his face.
"I woke up because the pain was unbearable," Camejo said, according to a report on Friday in leading local newspaper El Universal.
His grieving wife turned up at the morgue to identify her husband's body only to find him moved into a corridor -- and alive.
Reuters could not immediately reach hospital officials to confirm the events. But Camejo showed the newspaper his facial scar and a document ordering the autopsy.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
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