Really! I was a year old when Nixon resigned, and there are some days that I feel old. I mean, I have a GREAT NIECE. Talk about feeling old!
You know where pyjama pants came from, right? They are the standard dress for India and came over with the British. Nothing necessarily sleepwearish about them.
eleanorigby, you can’t be a fogey, because you are only a year older than me, and that would mean that… that…
I can’t say it.
But I’ve noticed a dismaying amount of that great 1980’s-style music being played over the ceiling speakers at the mall lately.
:: sob ::
[QUOTE=Duck Duck Goose]
I first heard this quote in 1968. I’ve never forgotten it.
I was 15 and it sounded exactly right to me. 
I might recognize a '57 Chevy, but I’ve never had an eye for pickup trucks.
Archergal
in touch with
her inner geezer
Heh. My GF (who is 51) got a college hoodie from her oldest son (23.) It was way, way, way too big for her (XXL men’s hoodie on a medium woman.)
He kept insisting that she should wear it that size because it’s “gangster.”
It was fun to watch the derision of his younger, redneck, siblings.
“Mom the elementary school teacher is gonna be GANGSTER!!??”
One day I was in Safeway and realized they were playing a Muzak version of, “Smells Like Teen Spirit.”
When I told my 26 yo secretary I thought she was going to cry.
I remember ‘45’ records, dialling phones and black/white TV.
I’ve never sent a text message. :eek:
Not only have I never sent a text message, but by choice I’ve never owned a cellphone! (The wife has one, though.)
I never use my iPod nano–it has nine songs on it. I don’t own any headphones, oh, I mean ear buds, for it.
I, too, hear lots of 80s music, including Stones, as Muzak. I always wonder what people my parent’s age think of “Satisfaction” as a string instrumental…
The Police Nostalgia Tour. 'Nuff said.
Soon it will be MC Hammer’s turn.
I felt the same way back in the 80s when I heard a Muzak version of “Breakfast In America.” I felt even more so when I discovered some hip-hop group named Gym Class Heroes released a song called “Cupid’s Chokehold” which is largely based on “Breakfast In America.”
I’ve been talking about the annual summer Dinosaurs of Rock tours for a while (you know, reuniting bands from the sixties and seventies). Who imagined that it would catch up to me?
A few things we had in my youth:
Rickets
Bombs
Hitler
Ringworm
Food Rationing
Smog…proper smog, none of your pansy stuff 
The good old days, my arse
Meh. Nixon resigned on my eighteenth birthday. Best present I ever had. . . .
And kids know better than to traipse across my lawn. I’ve trained the squirrels to attack on sight.
Geez. Does anyone even say traipse anymore? Guess it’s time to see if Geritol has a web site.
I was born an old fogey. I had a large collection of 45’s, I used to listen to my mom’s 8-tracks, and I remember the first laser-discs with movies on ‘em. THAT was frickin’ cool, my friends.
THe other guy was counting to 99. :rolleyes:
Oh, please, I was complaining about whippersnappers in my 20’s. My early 20’s.
I cannnot adequately describe the first time I heard Beatles Muzak in an elevator.
Shoot, when I was in junior high (mid-1960s) I came across an album (vinyl, mind you) at a rummage sale called The Brothers Four Sing Lennon McCartney. Naturally I snapped it up. Don’t think that wasn’t “Muzak”.
Once upon a time the timing on gasoline engines was adjusted not by computer, but by loosening a screw on the distributor and rotating it whilst looking at the timing mark on the fly wheel using a strobe light synchronized to the number one cylinder!
I did this. And I did this with both legs hanging inside the engine compartment, since there was a preponderance of space in there at the time.
Hello: My name is Leaffan, and I am a fogey.
Hell, being 5’ 3" and 120 lbs wringing wet, I sat on the radiator of a '72 Ford Torino to set the points. 