…younger people are impressed you were born in the '60s even though you don’t remember that much.
…“Don’t you forget about Me” by Simple Minds may have been your High School graduation song.
…The Iran Hostages were let go while you sat in an Eighth grade Classroom.
…You find yourself wondering what Saturday Morning Cartoon you sat in front of eating Sugar Smacks or Freekees will be made into a movie next.
You are or will be 35 this year.:eek:
…No, not really. I do get the occasional “So what was Woodstock like?” from the chronologically uninformed.
…Yep, you know it. Not too horrible considering the runner-up song was by Journey. ::shudder::
…Probably. That’s a gimme.
…Thankfully “Shazam” and “BJ and the Bear” have remained unsullied all these years.
In two weeks baby… 
…your folks were on acid when you were conceived.
The words “Fly Robin, Fly” are both a punchline and a song.
You stilll have bruises from you Clik-Claks.
The younger people think you had a lot of sex in the '70’s, but you were just starting to get your groove on when all that liberation stuff started to get passe.
. . .you are now old enough to be President of the United States.
You could be my son.:eek: :eek: :eek:
Hey, I remember Freekees, but I was born in 1985.
The year the Beatles released Sgt. Pepper’s and Pink Floyd and Hendrix released their debut albums.
That’s all I know about 1967. 
…you get all nostalgic for Tron and PacMan.
Your father brought home this new toy called a VCR and you could watch movies and record shows and zip past the commercials!
I remember the 1980 Olympics in Russia when we didn’t go.
I remember Reagan getting shot.
I was in college when Challenger exploded.
I remember the Smurfs, Where’s the Beef?, and Superfriends.
I had a pair of leg warmers.
I didn’t have a computer to do my homework.
Have you seen the “modern” version of these? The claking balls are held to the stick by stiff plastic making it impossible to whack your wrist or fail to make the noise.
Kids today, I tell ya …
. . . You got a Bicentennial edition Schwinn Sting-Ray in red, white and Blue with a banana seat and flag decals.
. . . You had to rubber band the bottom of your bell-bottom jeans to keep them from getting caught in the spokes and chain of the Bicentennial edition Schwinn Sting-Ray.
. . . You say you watched the moon landing (but don’t really remember it).
. . . Your mom insists you watched the first episode of Sesame Street (again, you don’t really remember it).
. . . Your parents held a disco themed New Year’s Eve party in the garage, where they hung dyed-purple sheets to cover the walls and a disco ball, and you weren’t sure whether to be impressed with you cool parents or vaguely embarrassed at them.
-Billdo (b. 1967)
…you believed that Reagan and Brezhnev were determined to kill you and everyone you knew.
…you got to listen to Van Halen, Public Enemy, and Alice Cooper. Your kids have to put up with N’ Sync, P. Diddy, and Marilyn Manson.
…mastering “Space Invaders”, “Asteroids”, or “Defender” elevated you on the teenage Cool-O-Meter.
…you thought that Gloria Vanderbilt jeans were the best idea since nudity.
…you had to sneak in to see “The Blue Lagoon”. And it was worth it.
Your bicycle either had slicks, or it had knobby tires, but it was still a Sting-Ray.
I remember being five years old and playing in our sandbox with my twenty year old sister, thinking that it was really cool that she would play with me and my metal tractors. Years later, she told me she had eaten peyote, didn’t know how long a trip lasted and needed a reason to be out of the house.
** Biggirl** what are clik claks? I feel a rusty bolt loosening somewhere in the gray recesses of my mind but its not coming to me.
clik claks
clik claks
clik claks, oh right I just saw homebrew’s post.
Those large marble like balls on string that you whacked up and down, right?
cagiva650, your minds not so rusty, that’s what they were.
I was just asking a co-worker yesterday, whatever became of Sugar Bear? Now that I read this thread I remember that the “Dig 'em” Frog from Sugar Smacks probably usurped his powers, although Sugar Bear was pushing Sugar Crisp. Do they even make cereals with “sugar” in the name anymore?
Born 1964.
I remember head shops. Actually saw “carboretor pipes” on display under glass at a Licorice Pizza record store.
“Saturday Night Live” meant that really lame show starring Howard Cosell. But there was this other show, on NBC, called “Saturday Night.” None of my classmates heard of it in '76. A year later, everybody was going “Well, exccuuuuuussse me!”
All we Trekkies had was some vague rumors about the show coming back. Oh, and the animated series.
“Japanimation,” for a long time, was Speed Racer and Kimba. Then this new stuff came from Japan and everybody went wow, cool. I personally wasn’t that impressed. I was more interested in this cool new show from Britain called “Doctor Who.”
The year that Time Magazine put the personal computer as Man of The Year on its cover, I was still using an electric typewriter. A year later, I got my first computer – a Commodore 64.
And there was this cable channel that played little films set to rock music – twenty-four hours a day. How strange.
Turn and face the change, ch-ch-changes.
Hmmm, it was mine, and I’ve always thought I was born in 1976. Maybe I’m dyslexic and didn’t know it?
I watched President Ford ring the Liberty Bell in July 4th 1976.
Michael Jackson was black.
There were some weird kids at school who didn’t like disco, they were into so crazy new band called Devo. (Not me I still listened to Star Wars)
The week your friend’s family got an answering machine, you and he/she were already leaving prank messages on it.
Two words:
Parachute pants.
Stofsky (b. 1968)