Wednesday, January 07, 2004

memory lane At thirty-three, I think of myself as a pretty young and "hip" guy.  But just this afternoon I was kind of musing about some really archaic memories and experieces that would shock some genreation y kids, like: *I used to have milk delivered to my house by a milk man.  The milk man wore this special, all-white milk man suit with a white hat.  The milk man would come by in the wee hours, before the sun came up and put our milk in our metal milk box.  When my mom started buying milk in the grocery store it seemed really strange.  It just seemed wrong. *I remember when a DJ was a guy that came to your school dance and said, "hey how's everybody doin' out there tonight.  Alright, now, I have a free Q-105 t-shirt for the first boy or girl who can name the title and artist of this little snippett of a song..." *I remember going on a school field trip to this computer place.  One of the computer guy's showed us his computer program.  It was a stack of hundreds of cards with little holes punched in various places on each card.  You ran the stack of cards through the computer's card reader.  Then the computer did something. *I remember when Michael Jackson was black. *I remember when the Rubic's cube was the big rage.  Everyone had one at school and was doing their best to figure it out.  The best I could do was solve one side.  I took my Rubic's home and struggled with it for hours and hours.  Then I discovered that you could just break apart the little cubes and put them back together by hand.  Someone else showed me an even easier way to solve it.  He just peeled off the stickers and solved it that way.  Genius takes many forms I  guess. *I remember when McDonalds was still trying to count the total number of hamburgers it sold.  It would put the new figure up on its signs every few weeks.  268 million sold!  587 million sold! 1.63 billion sold!  Finally, they just got tired of counting and said "billions and billions sold." *I remember when you could smoke on airplanes. *okay, that's all I got for now.  I'm going out on a date. 5:43:19 PM    comment []

semi-colon collection I'm trying to figure out why my stupid computer or blog won't let me post anymore fresh pictures.  Just when I think I understand something and think I've mastered it, it just decides to stop working.  Oh well, at least I can write words.  Words, words, words.  I can write the word, cat, and chicken and harmonica.  I can write the word butt and flagellum and spigamuhflusnadibble. Hey, did I ever show you people my semi-colon collection?  Look, here it is: ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;.   Hey you know what I think is really neat?  I think its awesome when people make the little sideways smiley face when they are writing e-mails and stuff. Like this :)  I just think that's so goddamn fucking cute.  It warms  the cockles of my motherfucking heart when somebody leaves me a little :)  It makes me think, what a cute, friendly gesture.  I like that person now that they went :) Look now the smiley face is singing :0 and now the little email face is whistling :* now I will make a robot face :] now I will make a cute email face with fangs := and now I will give it a nose :>) now watch  this *[:>0) thats a man with a fez on being hit by a pine cone 8:06:46 AM    comment []

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