Just thought I would let you know, you and I hit 1968 posts within 10 minutes of each other.
Heck, that’s even the year I was born.
Well, mundane and most pointless – but worthy of note.
Hee!
You caught me on a paranoid night…I saw this thread title, and I thought, “great, what did I do NOW?” 
Thanks for pointing that out, because goodness knows I never would have been paying enough attention to catch it. And I notice it took me five more months than it took you. I suck.
No Drain,
I simply have no life!!! 
Personally, what caught my eye was the 1968. Again the year I was born. For some weird reason that year jumps out at me every time I see it.
You posted at something like 10:44 my time I posted at 10:54 – I have no life < giggle >
Yeah techchick, you probably spent 1900 of them bitching at ME! Numbnuts! (Now I’m never going to check this thread again, just so you can go crazy wondering why I started name-calling!)
1968 – The Summer of Love
Haight-Ashbury
Woodstock
All new appreciation for TechChick complete with sexual mental images
- A great year. I was born that year too.
Damn.
There go the mental pitures.
what mental pictures?
You as a flower-child, dancing half-naked in the Woodstock mud – but now JB’s there, too.
Bother.
ROFLMAO Chief.
I’ll go sit over here in the corner so you can get that mental picture back into your head, how’s dat?
Whoa, almost made a fatal mistake by posting a smilie after that comment. Don’t wanna piss of Chief in anyway possible, cuz he’s from Upper Darby, oh yeah, and he can launch nukes too. <grin>
1968, huh?
Gad I feel old. I was ten years old then. So good lookin’ babes like techchick won’t even give me a second look. Being an old fart sux.
Not that she ever gave me a first look…
I was born in 1969.
No matter how old I feel, I can take comfort in the knowledge that techchick and JBurton are older than me.
< Ducking, and running like hell. >
And I take comfort in the knowledge that my techchick day dreams are JB free!
Dance, people page guru, dance!
God’s teeth, born in 1968? How can that be? I was twenty-eight damn years old when Techchick was born.
But I was a long-haired semi-hippie VW mechanic in Santa Cruz, California back then so things weren’t all bad.
I’m not Techie, and I wasn’t born in 68 (69 was my year), but I gotta tell you, I am tired of younger guys! I need a man older than myself!
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*Originally posted by Michi *
**
I humbly apply for the position. What position? Hmmm, any you can think of.
69? my favorite number.
At your service, my dear:
“let still the woman take
An elder than herself: so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband’s heart”
–Twelfth Night, Act 2, Scene iv
“O lady, weep no more, lest I give cause
To be suspected of more tenderness
Than doth become a man. I will remain
The loyal’st husband that did e’er plight troth”
–Cymbeline, Act 1, Scene i
Dave0071,
If you are only 10 years older than me, don’t feel bad at all.
When I was 23, I had a fling with a 40 year old.
< giggle >
Michi,
BTW, you are a doll. It’s us cute ones that never get dates < giggle >.
Damn, I wish you could go to Vegas with us!
Actually, Chief, it’s the summer of 1967 that was labelled “The Summer of Love.” 1968 was better known as the Summer of Mayor Daley’s Cops Bashing Anti-War Protesters.
And Woodstock was in '69.
In 1968, I was a 14 year old volunteer in the campaign of…(drumroll)…Richard M. Nixon. Not quite as implausible as Phil and Leigh-Anne Dennison’s first date being a church dance, but close. My, how we all change.