Pre-politically correct Tex Avery, Looney tunes, and Popeye cartoons. What a pity the world has lost it's sense of humor.
and action movies with real stuntmen and explosions instead of obvious, overblown and just plain stupid CGI effects combined with corporate product placements in every scene. Sometime in the future, historians will look back and say this is the "dark ages" of movie making, sighting Transformers as an example of a low point in movie making.
Look at this photograph Everytime I do it makes me laugh I realise I get so mad And what the hell is on Joey's head This is where I grew up I think the present owner fixed it up I never knew we'd ever went without The second floor is hard for sneaking out This is where I went to school Most of the time had better things to do Criminal record says I broke in twice I must have done it half a dozen times I wonder if it´s too late Should I go back and try to graduate Life's better now than it was back then If It was then I would have let me in Oh oh oh Oh god I... I Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo albums spread out on my bedroom floor it´s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for it´s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Remember the old arcade Blew every dollar that we ever made The cops hated us hangin' out They say somebody went and burned it down We used to listen to the radio And sing along with every song we know [ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/va ] We said someday we'd find out how it feels To sing to more than just the steering wheel Kim's the first girl I kissed I was so nervous that I nearly missed she´s had a couple of kids since then I haven´t seen her since god knows when Oh oh oh Oh god I...I Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo albums spread out on my bedroom floor it´s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for it´s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye I miss that town I miss their faces You can´t erase You can´t replace it I miss it now I can´t believe it So hard to stay Too hard to leave it If I could I relive those days I know the one thing that would never change Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo albums spread out on my bedroom floor it´s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for it´s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Look at this photograph Everytime I do it makes me laugh Everytime I do it makes me Laugh....
When I first started driving and my A/C needed a charge, I could buy cans of R12 for under $1. Today you have to be a licensed technician to even buy it, and if you release a gram of it into the atmosphere the EPA sends a firing squad.
Oh man, I use to have all the equipment back in the day to do all the work on the central air systems. I had at least 20 of the large, propane size canisters, of the coolant. Just before they changed the laws I gave all the tools and canisters away to a company who got their license to do the work. Do you know what just one canister is worth today?
My brother and I ordered a "poo-poo" cushion from the same place, ca. 1959, and put it under my dad's easy chair seat before he came home from work and sat for his usual drink. Just kid stuff, but the fireworks were fun...that was the worst ime of day to do a practical joke on him.
I miss being a kid.... Running through peoples back yards, not having a damn care in the world, that was the life...
When I first started driving most cars didn't have A/C. Nor power windows, power seats, power door locks and a power antenna. And colour TV was also a rarity. Somehow, I still think black and white tv and movies added more impact to what we viewed, since it created an aura of something beyond reality!
Burning ants... Playing Army in the Woods with BB Guns... Flashlight Tag along the Lake at night... Candy Bars for a nickel and Hot Dogs for 25 cents... Camping out in the woods after the 16 year olds bought us beer (Suffolk County, NY)... Sailing the Sailfish every summer afternoon... Catching waterfrogs and selling them to Mr. Alderman for a nickel each... Colette from Kentucky...