jonthefishguy
Active Member
If you were born between 1965 and 1977 (give or take a year or two) you will certainly enjoy this as much as I did.
WE ARE NOT THE LOST GENERATION
I am a child of the 70's & 80's. That is what I prefer to be called. The 90's can do without me. Grunge isn't here to stay, fashion is fickle and "Generation X" is a myth created by some over-40 writer trying to figure out why people wear flannel in the summer. When I got home from school, I played Atari 2600. I spent hours playing Pitfall or Combat or Breakout or Frogger. I never did beat Asteriods. Then I watched Scooby-Doo. Daphne was a goddess, and I thought Shaggy was smoking something synthetic in the back of the Mystery Machine.
I HATED SCRAPPY.
I would sleep over at friend's houses on the weekends. We played army with G I Joe figures, and I set up galatic wars between Autobots and Decepticons. We never beat Rubik's cube, unless you count taking off the stickers. I got up on Saturday mornings at 6am to watch bad Hanna-Barbera cartoons like "The Snorks", "Jabberjaw", "Captain Caveman", and "SpaceGhost". In between, I would watch SchoolHouse Rock (Conjunction junction, what's your function?) On Friday night, Daisy Duke was my future wife. Did your Dad turn from mild-mannered Bill Bixby into the "Incredible Hulk" when he got upset? At the movies, the Nerds got revenge on the Alpha Betas by teaming up with the Omega Mu's. I watched Indiana Jones save the Ark of the Covenant. I wondered what Yoda meant when he said, "No, there is another sky." Ronald Reagan was cool. Gorbachev was the guy who built a McDonalds in Moscow. My family took vacations to South Florida and collected Muppet Movie Glasses along the way (we had the whole set). My siblings and I fought in the back seat. At the hotel, we found creative uses for Connect Four pieces. I listened to John Cougar Mellencamp sing about Pink Houses and Jack & Diane. I was bewildered by Boy George. I was a "Wild Boy" for Duran Duran. MTV actually played music videos. Nickelodeon played "You Can't Do That On Television". HBO showed Mike Tyson pummel everybody except Robin Givens. I drank Dr Pepper. I'm a Pepper, you're a Pepper, wouldn't you like to be a Pepper too? Shasta was for losers. Tab was a laboratory accident. Capri Sun was a social statement. Orange Juice wasn't just for breakfast anymore. OJ Simpson sold Orange Juice, and Mean Joe Green sold Coke. Bacon had to move over for something leaner. My mom put a thousand Little Debbie snack cakes in my Charlie Brown Lunchbox and our world was the backyard and it was all you needed. With your pink portable tape player, Debbie Gibson sang back up to you. Everyone wanted a skirt like the material girl and a glove like Michael Jackson. Today, we are the ones who sing along with Bruce Springsteen and the Bangles perfectly and have no
idea why.
We recite lines from Ghostbusters and still look to the Goonies for a Great adventure. We flip through T V stations and stop at the A-Team and Knight Rider and Fame and laugh with the Cosby Show and Family Ties and Different Strokes. "What you talkin' bout Willis?" We hold strong affection for the Muppets and Gummy Bears and why did they take the Smurf's off the air? Afterschool Specials were about cigarettes and step-families. The Polka Dot Door was nothing like Barney. Aren't the Power Rangers just Voltron reincarnated? We are the ones who still read Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, the Bobbsey Twins, Beverly Cleary and Judy Blume. Friendship bracelets were ties you couldn't break and friendship pins went on shoes. Pegged jeans were in, and so were unit belts and layered socks and jean jackets and JAMS and charm necklaces and side pony tails. Rave was a girl's best friend; braces with colored rubberbands made you rad. The back door was always open and Mom served only the red kool-aid to The neighborhood kids. You never drank the New Coke. Entertainment was cheap and lasted for hours.
WE ARE NOT THE LOST GENERATION
I am a child of the 70's & 80's. That is what I prefer to be called. The 90's can do without me. Grunge isn't here to stay, fashion is fickle and "Generation X" is a myth created by some over-40 writer trying to figure out why people wear flannel in the summer. When I got home from school, I played Atari 2600. I spent hours playing Pitfall or Combat or Breakout or Frogger. I never did beat Asteriods. Then I watched Scooby-Doo. Daphne was a goddess, and I thought Shaggy was smoking something synthetic in the back of the Mystery Machine.
I HATED SCRAPPY.
I would sleep over at friend's houses on the weekends. We played army with G I Joe figures, and I set up galatic wars between Autobots and Decepticons. We never beat Rubik's cube, unless you count taking off the stickers. I got up on Saturday mornings at 6am to watch bad Hanna-Barbera cartoons like "The Snorks", "Jabberjaw", "Captain Caveman", and "SpaceGhost". In between, I would watch SchoolHouse Rock (Conjunction junction, what's your function?) On Friday night, Daisy Duke was my future wife. Did your Dad turn from mild-mannered Bill Bixby into the "Incredible Hulk" when he got upset? At the movies, the Nerds got revenge on the Alpha Betas by teaming up with the Omega Mu's. I watched Indiana Jones save the Ark of the Covenant. I wondered what Yoda meant when he said, "No, there is another sky." Ronald Reagan was cool. Gorbachev was the guy who built a McDonalds in Moscow. My family took vacations to South Florida and collected Muppet Movie Glasses along the way (we had the whole set). My siblings and I fought in the back seat. At the hotel, we found creative uses for Connect Four pieces. I listened to John Cougar Mellencamp sing about Pink Houses and Jack & Diane. I was bewildered by Boy George. I was a "Wild Boy" for Duran Duran. MTV actually played music videos. Nickelodeon played "You Can't Do That On Television". HBO showed Mike Tyson pummel everybody except Robin Givens. I drank Dr Pepper. I'm a Pepper, you're a Pepper, wouldn't you like to be a Pepper too? Shasta was for losers. Tab was a laboratory accident. Capri Sun was a social statement. Orange Juice wasn't just for breakfast anymore. OJ Simpson sold Orange Juice, and Mean Joe Green sold Coke. Bacon had to move over for something leaner. My mom put a thousand Little Debbie snack cakes in my Charlie Brown Lunchbox and our world was the backyard and it was all you needed. With your pink portable tape player, Debbie Gibson sang back up to you. Everyone wanted a skirt like the material girl and a glove like Michael Jackson. Today, we are the ones who sing along with Bruce Springsteen and the Bangles perfectly and have no
idea why.
We recite lines from Ghostbusters and still look to the Goonies for a Great adventure. We flip through T V stations and stop at the A-Team and Knight Rider and Fame and laugh with the Cosby Show and Family Ties and Different Strokes. "What you talkin' bout Willis?" We hold strong affection for the Muppets and Gummy Bears and why did they take the Smurf's off the air? Afterschool Specials were about cigarettes and step-families. The Polka Dot Door was nothing like Barney. Aren't the Power Rangers just Voltron reincarnated? We are the ones who still read Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, the Bobbsey Twins, Beverly Cleary and Judy Blume. Friendship bracelets were ties you couldn't break and friendship pins went on shoes. Pegged jeans were in, and so were unit belts and layered socks and jean jackets and JAMS and charm necklaces and side pony tails. Rave was a girl's best friend; braces with colored rubberbands made you rad. The back door was always open and Mom served only the red kool-aid to The neighborhood kids. You never drank the New Coke. Entertainment was cheap and lasted for hours.
