Do you also remember that horrible feeling when your favourite tape started spewing out of the machine as it got chewed up from being played to much.I remember when video/audio cassette tapes were the standard for home movies and music.
He was actually treated for Rabies after the ShowAnyone remember seeing ozzy bite a live bat mid concert, not realizing that it wasnt a prop? One could swear the sound of angry activists was heard round the world that night... Good times, a shame about the bat, but still good times.
Late 90s HDDs were basically $10 per gig. My 30 gig HD in my 1st Dell was pretty damn big and that was a $300 HD, had a friend down the hall who had a massive 60 gig... that he accidentally bricked using Linux, $600 paperweight.I saw an add in an old computer mag a year or two back, and realised the hard drive on my computer sitting on my desk would have cost more than $8,000,000 if I had bought it back when the magazine was published. So somethings improve some things get worse.
I do....although I dont remember it taking weeks. Remember taking a roll of Plus X pan to the Drugstore, where you could smell developer? Or the little deckle~~~~~ edges on the returned prints?Remember when you used to have to bring your roll of film to a store that developed them and you had to wait a couple of weeks then go there and check to see if they were ready.
Yea, during some of the early concerts in late 60s, the sound systems were like two 12" speakers., or some like the PA system of the building.Anyone remember seeing ozzy bite a live bat mid concert, not realizing that it wasnt a prop? One could swear the sound of angry activists was heard round the world that night... Good times, a shame about the bat, but still good times.
I got a couple large boxes of old photos in my attic. Recently went to look at old memories, and the pictures were all stuck together.I do....although I dont remember it taking weeks. Remember taking a roll of Plus X pan to the Drugstore, where you could smell developer? Or the little deckle~~~~~ edges on the returned prints?
Oh....didja ever get one back, just the neg, with "Illegal" bannered across it?
yeah they would, even though developing is done blind in machine tubs.I got a couple large boxes of old photos in my attic. Recently went to look at old memories, and the pictures were all stuck together.
I remember seeing a movie staring Robin Williams about a photo store where something was banned.
But I remember getting animal stuff back from the developer. Probably now days, the police would be at your door.
My first hard drive was 20 MB. Files were a bit smaller back then.Late 90s HDDs were basically $10 per gig. My 30 gig HD in my 1st Dell was pretty damn big and that was a $300 HD, had a friend down the hall who had a massive 60 gig... that he accidentally bricked using Linux, $600 paperweight.
True...first place anyone would look, too.I remember when the raciest thing around was the latest Playboy magazine, and almost everyone had a smut book under the bathroom sink.
They often had animal sex jokes too. I always looked for them. The guy coming home from work catching his wife in bed with their big dog with some caption.I remember when the raciest thing around was the latest Playboy magazine, and almost everyone had a smut book under the bathroom sink.
and 5&10True...first place anyone would look, too.
Remember when Supermarkets took over from Grocery Stores? First one I ever saw was an A&P. Sometime in 1959, I think.
I was born in ‘85, and I remember that.Mom said "When those street lights come on, your ass better be in this yard"...............And they damn well were, or else....
Been there too. How about using a toilet bowl wrench to reach the distrib bolt to reset timing?How about having to push the gas pedal to set the choke? Or better yet pull the choke cable and pat the gas to start your vehicle?
Ford Y-block comes to mind as one of the hardest to reach I've experienced, still have the wrench I heated and bent in a couple extra places just for setting timing on them.Been there too. How about using a toilet bowl wrench to reach the distrib bolt to reset timing?
lol......my statement was a DIRECT quote from my mom. She didn't fuck around. At ALL. Ever. And, if I fucked up, ever, she'd whack me with whatever happened to be in her hand at the time. feather-duster, heavy glass ashtray, ham sandwich basically everything that wasn't my baby sister. Evidently, that bitch was special and not to be used to bludgeon me into submission, lol.I was born in ‘85, and I remember that.