“Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific” shampoo. It was wonderful smelling shampoo and conditioner that would leave a really, long-lasting scent in your hair, a spicy flowery scent.
Well, it hasn’t actually completely disappeared, you can still buy it online, but the price is ridiculous. 16.95 per 8oz container (IIRC) and 20 bucks for shipping (the SHIPPING part I remember)!
Pop Rocks. Where did you go??
Los Angelenos: Remember the Helms Bakery?
I always wondered what happened to those old Helms trucks.
After moving to Huntington Beach, I found we have a place here called Brew Bakers. They have one of the old Helms trucks restored that is driven occasionally to Huntington Beach and surrounding areas for special events.
I’ve got to go get some pictures of that old Divco truck.
Soul Train is still on; I think it’s on WGN, Saturdays. They seem to play a lot more modern R&B and hip-hop more than anything else, though. (It could be evolution.)
Carnation Instant Breakfast never left, AFAIK.
Clackers are still around on the carny circuit and in novelty outlets, I believe.
Posters still come inside CDs, but they are smaller, at that, being only three times bigger than the case compared to half again or even double the size of a sleeve.
I don’t intend to correct; rather, I intend to reassure.
Sigh…
cue Gloria Gainer (Gaines? Don’t know, I was a KC and the Sunshine fan myself back then :D)…
“I will Survive, I Will Survive!!, lalala lalalala!!!”
Those really WERE the days, poor teens nowadays.
Well, I remember HEARING about them on the news, and writing reports about it in Social Studies, but it didn’t hit here in Anchorage like that.
The prices went up, but there were no lines, no policies against “topping off”, none of that stuff.
The ice man who used to drive a team of horses around town delivering ice for the ice box.
Hand operated gasoline pumps. You pumped the fuel by hand up into a glass cylinder with graduations marked on the side for gallons, half-gallons etc. The fuel then ran into the car by gravity.
Automobile running boards.
Tire irons for changing a tire on the road. Most cars didn’t come with spare wheels with tire mounted on it. You carried a spare tire, inner tube, tube patching material, and a set of tools for removing and reinstalling the tire on the rim. A horrible job.
Mercurochrome and iodine as household antiseptics.
Vests, except in formal dress.
The straw hats known as “boaters.” Except in Fred Astaire dance scenes.
Come to think of it, Fred Astaire.
Spats.
Pocket watches, watch fobs and chains.
Golf caddoes. for all practical purposes.
Building a golf tee by making a little pile of damp sand.
The stymie in golf.
Rubber guns. You made the gun out of a lath for a barrel, put some sort of grip on it, stretched a ring cut from an inner tube over the end of the barrel and back to a spring clothespin mounted on the grip. Choose up sides and have a rubber gun war. You carried the extra rubber ring ammo in you pockets.
Saturday afternoon kid’s matinees at the movies. They were always a western with a serial, Flash Gordon or Buck Rogers were favorites, as the short subject.
Movie news reels.
That will do for now.
The Roller Palace is still alive and (somewhat) well here in my neck of the woods. My high school class rented it out before graduation in 1999…that was a fun night of nostalgia, that’s for sure.
golf “caddoes” never were all that numerous, by the way.
Typewriters and typewriter repair shops.
Full service gas stations.
Soda fountains.
Head shops.
Drinks in cans without pop tops.
Pop bottles with caps.
FM radio without commercials.
Non-digial radio tuners.
Chrome car bumpers.
Gas lights.
Fuller Brush salesmen.
Vacuum tubes.
Price tags on grocery store items.
The store across the street from my place has 'em. They’re still made, but as with all things these days, they’ve been toned down a bit (however, there is a company making a gourmet variety that promises to have the same bang for the buck as the original).
I miss the “tube checkers” in every store. I miss my sense of youthful optimism.
I just about killed my brothers for singing “Buckle up for safety, buckle up” ten bazillion times after they heard it on TV. It’s a wonder anyone ever voluntarily used a seat belt after hearing that ghastly annoying song even once.
Man, I posted about Dairy Queens (there are three here in town - just within the city limits - and at least a dozen within easy driving distance - and I’m not that far away from DQ-deprived Dallas) and flashbulbs (no longer manufactured except for one place in Europe that charges far too much money for them, and they’re so much fun to use - the magnesium burns pink at first, then bright white, and it washes the entire landscape three times brighter than noon - if you have any Press 25s lying around the house that you don’t use, we’d like to hoard them for use in Gunslinger’s Speed Graphic) and it got et, apparently.
Pixie Sticks are the nummy.
Over in Gladewater (where there’s yet another DQ), the old ice house is still standing and still has ICE painted on the side. I want to buy it and convert it to living space without changing too much of it.
We just lost the last drive-in in the Vancouver-Fraser Valley area. The Hillcrest shut down a couple of weeks ago. Apparently, the land was just worth too much to “waste”.
I remember my boyfriend getting busted for doing 70mph on the way home from “Death Race 2000”. Sigh.
DQ is alive and well around here and I think the Avalon Dairy still delivers, in glass.
I do miss real drive in burgers. A&W inside a resturaunt just isn’t the same as having your Whistle Dog off a tray in the car.
Flouroscopes in shoe stores that you could stick your feet under and see if your shoes fit.
Dairy stands that would make drinks with a raw egg in them.
Burger Chef (I never knew if this was a local chain or more widespread. I just know that when I was about 8 my heart broke because it closed down.)
Powdered laundry detergent used to have glassware in it. I think that it was mostly just drinking glasses. Cracker Jacks used to have INTERESTING prizes in the boxes.
My mother used to call in an order to a grocery store, and it would be delivered in a couple of hours. This store didn’t offer trading stamps, though. The stores that didn’t offer delivery offered trading stamps. Most grocery stores also offered plates, bowls, etc., one piece a week. This way, you could get a matching set of dinnerware relatively easily, and not have to spend a lot of money at once. It also REALLY built up store loyalty, as you didn’t want to spend money at a store which didn’t offer your preferred type of dinnerware.
Tupperware parties were actually parties, and women (men sure didn’t participate in them!) actually looked forward to them.
Game parties, for that matter. Games such as bridge or board games. Adults used to plan parties around these activities. Not a bad idea, come to think of it.
My father says that it was very hard to get ricotta cheese in Fort Worth, so when we DID get it, my mother had to make lasagna right away. Nowadays, it’s readily available, so I guess that’s progress.
Snow cone vendors used to drive trucks around in the summertime. Now we go to the little shave ice stands. I think the shave ice tastes a lot better, even though it IS a lot more expensive.
Solo coffee cups. There used to be reusable little plastic coffee cup holder thingies, and the Solo cups would go in the holders. The disposable cups were truncated cones. I never really understood the reasoning behind this…we had to wash the cup holders, why were they supposed to be easier than washing cups?
We used to drink LOTS of iced coffee. And ice it down with cubes from our aluminum ice cube trays. Other kinds of ice just don’t taste the same, for some reason, though I doubt that I’d want to go back to those dratted trays that always stuck.
CHEAP soup bones. Nowadays they want as much for soup bones and ham hocks as they do for cuts of real meat! The whole point of using soup bones and ham hocks was to make a thrifty yet flavorful meal.
Velveeta cheese used to taste really good. So did deviled ham. Both are still available, but they don’t taste the same to me. And I can’t even find the corned beef spread that I used to love.
Dairy Queen is still going, at least in Fort Worth and Burleson. It’s been a while since I’ve eaten any of their products, though.
I live just several blocks from the building.
They do still make tube guitar amps as a kind of specialty item. They give a “warmer” sound and more and better feedback. Mmmmmmm feedback!
Paper caps for cap guns. (We used to drop bricks on the whole roll for a rather satisfying explosion!) Or even cap guns for goodness sakes.
Pixie Sticks are really good as a chaser to a shot of vodka.
Paper caps for cap guns. (We used to drop bricks on the whole roll for a rather satisfying explosion!) Or even cap guns for goodness sakes.
Pixie Sticks are really good as a chaser to a shot of vodka.
I remember those aluminum icetrays–in fact I’ve still got one of my parents’ old ones. They made for a fun time at dinner when my Dad got the ice ready for our iced tea. He never could get the ice out properly and soon we’d be hearing several whams followed by “@%#$@” as he tried to get it loose by banging the tray–while my Mom yelled “Just run hot water on it!” A great way for kids to learn wonderful new additions to their vocabulary.
I also remember the milkman and the medicine wagon, which would bring your prescription to your door if you were a stay at home mother with a sick kid.
Do kids still ride bigwheels? I haven’t seen one of those in ages.