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- Jan 2, 2009
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- 309
I miss cameras that use film.
I miss Polaroid.
I miss reel-to-reel tapes.
I miss vinyl records.
I miss cars with real styling ('57-'59 Chevys). I miss fins, cheese cutters, big bumpers with those bullet shapes and lots of chrome trim and wire wheels and spinners. Add wrinkle wall tires to that. I miss muscle cars.
I miss Smucker's cherry jelly.
I miss flair leg pants. With tight, straight leg pants I have to put on my jeans before my shoes. And there ain't no point in keeping a knife in your boot if you can't get the leg up to get to the knife.
I miss Orange Julius and Naugles (Google it).
I miss slot cars and the hobby stores that had slot car tracks.
I miss Coke and Dr. Pepper in green glass bottles. I miss RC Cola.
I miss car hops.
I miss juke boxes with the selector thingy at the table.
I miss drafting by hand with a pen on vellum.
I miss Roy Rogers and Clayton Moore.
I miss Skeeter Skelton.
I miss Texas.
I miss the good ole days.
On a more personal note:
I miss the dark colored hair in my mustache. The worst part about my mustache going gray is the light reflects off the gray hair and creates a glare in my glasses.
I miss being able to see things up close without glasses.
I miss being 150 pounds.
Next up: What object have you owned since you were a kid?
I miss Polaroid.
I miss reel-to-reel tapes.
I miss vinyl records.
I miss cars with real styling ('57-'59 Chevys). I miss fins, cheese cutters, big bumpers with those bullet shapes and lots of chrome trim and wire wheels and spinners. Add wrinkle wall tires to that. I miss muscle cars.
I miss Smucker's cherry jelly.
I miss flair leg pants. With tight, straight leg pants I have to put on my jeans before my shoes. And there ain't no point in keeping a knife in your boot if you can't get the leg up to get to the knife.
I miss Orange Julius and Naugles (Google it).
I miss slot cars and the hobby stores that had slot car tracks.
I miss Coke and Dr. Pepper in green glass bottles. I miss RC Cola.
I miss car hops.
I miss juke boxes with the selector thingy at the table.
I miss drafting by hand with a pen on vellum.
I miss Roy Rogers and Clayton Moore.
I miss Skeeter Skelton.
I miss Texas.
I miss the good ole days.
On a more personal note:
I miss the dark colored hair in my mustache. The worst part about my mustache going gray is the light reflects off the gray hair and creates a glare in my glasses.
I miss being able to see things up close without glasses.
I miss being 150 pounds.
Next up: What object have you owned since you were a kid?