On yesterday’s post KarmaKelli commented on the Cankles video ‘Yesterday Is Still Over.’ It got me to thinking, and I said to myself: ‘Self,what a great segue for a nostalgia post.’ It’s 5AM, I got nothing better to do, so why not? I need a life….seriously.
THERE IS NOTHING IN THE WORLD LIKE SLEEPING ON AIR-DRIED SHEETS
MUGGY,SUMMER NIGHT. NO AIR CONDITIONING. WE’D ALL PILE IN THE CAR AND HEAD TO THE ROOT BEER STAND FOR A FROSTY MUG OF ROOT BEER AND MAYBE A BURGER OR A CHILI DOG. THERE WAS NOTHING LIKE IT.
GRANNY COOKED MANY A TURKEY AND ROASTS IN ONE OF THESE
HOW MANY QUARTERS DID YOU TRY TO WHEEDLE OUT OF YOUR MOM FOR THIS WORTHLESS CRAP?
WHEN I WENT THROUGH GRANNY’S JEWELRY BOX THERE WERE SOME OF THESE.SHE NEVER HAD PIERCED EARS
REMEMBER WHEN THESE WERE ABOVE THE BLACKBOARD IN EVERY CLASSROOM?
THESE WERE TEN CENTS AT ANY STORE.SOMETIMES I’D PUT LIGHTER FLUID ON THE WINGS BEFORE I THREW THEM.I WAS A SICK BASTARD
MY GREAT-UNCLE HOMER ACTUALLY HAD A NASH RAMBLER WITH THIS
IF YOU CAN RELATE TO THESE YOU’RE MY KIND OF PEOPLE
I’LL BET THESE HURT LIKE HELL
I COULD BE CALLED PATHETIC FOR LIVING IN THE PAST, WHICH IS COMFORTABLE RATHER THAN FACE A FUTURE OF UNCERTAINTY. I CAN LIVE WITH THAT.
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Wow, name-checked in a Pete post … I feel like Navis Johnson in “the Jerk:” “The new phone books are here, the new phone books are here!”
I remember almost all of these with great fondness, but I think the Rambler may have been even a li’l bit before my time. Ah-h-h, those fresh crisp sheets though …
And we had one A&W in Bloomington (IN) — once every couple of months we’d make the drive over there. How come hanging off your window made that root beer taste like nectar?
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I just found out there’s a Dog n’ Suds here in Denver. I remember that fondly from Indianapolis and Lafayette from back in the day.
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We had a Dog n Suds just a half-mile down the road from the old Robin Drive-in Theater.A root beer and a double feature.It was about as close to utopia as you could get back then.
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My brother’s first car was a beater that had those buttons. But I’m a girl, so I don’t know the name.
Mama Buzz told me they took the kids to an Army Birthday display of big equipment. The kids were allowed to get into the cockpits and drivers seats! Lil Buzz … he was way more interested in checking out the bodies, wheels, axles etc. Bunny … she got in line to climb into the fighter cockpit so many times, her mama finally told her she couldn’t go again, it wasn’t fair to everyone else.
I was howling as she told me this! “BOY: How’s it work?! GIRL: Who cares?! Just gimme the keys!”
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Lady likes to travel!
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Uber-cute!!!!! 🙂
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Hit a whole roll of caps with a big rock…. instant temporary deafness complete with ringing and that stuffed feeling.
Scratch one cap with your fingernail and you’d get a lesser explosion than the usual single and a black fingernail that smelled from rotten eggs.
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