No, she had just moved to a new apartment and the manager had promised her a newer stove than the old one that was there. When she moved in she found that it was the same old stove and she got supremely pissed off. So what did she do? She plugged in her computer among all her packing crates and had a 9.2 Richter mental meltdown on FC live, took off her designer blouse and chopped it up with her scissors. Then she sat there glaring with insane rage into her webcam wearing a skirt and bra...
You didn't work at McDs...that was for abject wimps. You worked in a mill or construction or logging or something like that and you made a decent salary.
It wasn't Carter's fault; the US was bankrupted by Vietnam and the Cold war by the time Carter came in. He actually was trying to get a hold over the debt and straighten out the miltary in a murky invisible struggle. Reagan was more charming etc but what an ass..."morning in America" my ass. It was in deep trouble but the right policies could have cured a lot of ills at that point. Amnesty for illegals and running up the debt to pull WWII battleships out of mothballs was lunacy.
1958..It wasn't perfect, far from it but damn it had some incredible things that have passed away into the sands of time never to return. Very sad.
Is it true that you could quit your job at lunch and have another better job that afternoon?
There were jobs for men. They were grimy tough jobs but guys did them. I regret not being older. I'm not the slightest bit envious of young guys now. I'm envious of old John down the hall who's 93. Damn he got to live in good times..
I grew up by the beach. I used to play in beach volleyball tournaments on the beach. But lying out on the beach has to be the dumbest fucking activity on the planet.
I remember as a kid, my high school friends were all excited to go to the beach, and lie out in the sun. And I went along. After about 5 minutes, I was like "um, now what?"
You lie there all day, get all sweaty and covered with sand, so you can damage your skin, cause premature aging, increase the risk of skin cancer. Stupid.
No matter where you live, I'm sure you have quiet places nearby where you can lie down outside. You don't need to fly halfway around the world to lie out in the sun.
When I was in my 20s, I travelled all over the world for work. It was fun for a while, but it got old fast.
Now I have zero interest in travelling. Seriously.
With the modern internet, if I want to see a sculpture in Italy, I can just google it, see tons of high res pictures, youtube videos, and wikipedia articles.
I remember going to the Accademia in Florence to see Michelangelo's David. Immensely impressive in a way that no photograph can capture but the indoor room had open grates from Florence's ancient sewers in it and the smell of sewage cooking in the heat was rising up into the room. it was odd to gaze upon one of hte greatest accomplishments of humanity while wreathed in the stench of human shit.
I believe they use materials that paint and ink won't stick to, and they clean and paint the cars constantly. Anti-grafitti is a big business, some of their solutions are pretty surprising for how much research was put into them.
You still see it, but not like you used to. I think between the clean-up and the fact that a lot of people don't do it anymore is why you don't see as much. On the street, different story, it's "art" now.
I can remember when double decker railroad cars transported autos out in the open. Then the graffiti thing came in. Now they have to be enclosed and the enclosures get tagged instead of the autos.
this is '85, but Paul Morrisey's Mixed Blood is not just the most courageous look at multiculturalism in New York, it's actually the ONLY look at multiculturalism in New York..Until the excellent Black and White came along
Paul shows the scum from the lowest gutters, seeping up to the highest levels of society..
If I'm going to take a big hit of acid you can bet I'm not going to bum myself out sitting around in some room listening to the cretinous meanderings of some urban American african on heroin.
its strictly one of 80 come-down strategies. def. not the brand of the trip.
Coming down = a big plate of pasta with huge chunks of raw garlic and a bottle of good red wine from northern Italy.
I envy people born around 1940. They missed WW2 and had peace and prosperity in the 1950s as teenagers. Work one summer as a construction helper and you made enough to buy a used car and 5 cent gasoline to fuel it. College was cheap as hell. As young adults these guys had free love in the 1960s and were too old to be drafted to go to Vietnam in the late 60s. There were more jobs than applicants.
The 70s and 80s were great for people with an education. The uneducated and working class got fucked.
Good investments soared in the 90s for these people.
Now they are in their 70s and could care less if social security failed.
60s but only if your an adult. This thread is about TEENAGE years and for that the 90s wins hands down.
PSX, N64, NSync, Backstreet boys, starter clothes shit was awesome!
Are you kidding...1960 to 1968 teenagers RULED THE WORLD. The baby boomers had arrived, they had jobs even if they were in school and they had money to blow. Stuff was cheap relatively speakign and parents were eager to spoil their kids.
You wouldn't believe how well dressed everyone was at school. The kids were their parent's pets and they dressed them to the nines particularly the girls> It was an erotic festival the likes of which I've never seen again.
The kids now go to school dressed like DPs... Sucks..
Best clothes. No not hippy or greaser...We were Hersheys...we dressed in alpaca sweaters brogues, etc in imitation of pro golfers. Surfer shit was nice too
Best cars. Nolo contendre here.
Best music.
When can we expect him on Celebrity Rehab whining to the world about his miserable drug addicted life like that other chump that got shoved down the stairs by his pigfriend?