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Myspace!! Honestly if they didn't try to mess it up by making it a music site now and left it as it was I would probably still use it for nostalgia's sake. Hell I remember the AOL chatroom back in the late 90s when I was first getting on the net when we used to drop our ASLs and stuff. Honestly it's kind of crazy to think of twelve/thirteen year old me just engaging in conversations with randoms without my parents being aware of what I was doing, but this was a few years before To Catch a Predator so the potential dangers of what could happen if you let your child run wild on the Internet weren't well known yet to the general public yet.

Oh man, I spent hours in the AOL Kids Only chatrooms back in the late 90s. I wonder how many of the girls I thought I was talking to were actually pervy men.
 
I miss fast food places being decorated for kids. When I was a kid you sat on a brightly coloured plastic bench with Ronald McDonald, kids today sit on a grey seat at a white table surrounded by grey walls and eat with fucking bamboo cutlery. It's such a sadness.
It all went downhill after Lego's campaign with McDonalds included a Bionicle Matoron set in the happy meals ended.
 
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Look at what they took from us... :sigh:
 
I think the biggest issue with the anniversaries of any sort of shooting or disaster is the tendency to get too fixated on what happened long after the fact.
Hopefully I don't get too fixated on 9/11 -- and yet I recall it as if it were like maybe about a week ago.

Looking back, those attacks seemed like a demonic ritual that summoned Clown World from the depths of hell.
 
We can check out retirement homes and price match Laz-E-Boy recliners then
"You know, for quite a while now, every time I pass the cemetery, I've felt as if I were apartment hunting."-Prof. Wutheridge, The Bishop's Wife (1947)
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Look at what they took from us... *sigh*
Oh for sure, prices have been crazy since we were kids, fast food cost me over $10 a meal now, back in my day that have gotten me a decent dinner at a sit down place at those prices. Also Dollar Stores, there now $1.25 stores it seems.

Speaking of money, does anybody still carry it? I was getting lunch for the office and there was this young guy, fresh out of college, and he's telling me he will 'cashapp' me the money if I buy a meal for him. I'm looking at him like, "Do I look like I know how to use that?" In my day we all carried cash around and would give it out to people when we needed to pay them for small things, I still do. I guess that's just an old person thing now.
 
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Tomorrow is my fortieth birthday. So, there's a pretty big reminder.
Infants. You're all damn infants.

Turning 40 didn't bother me at all for some reason. I went through a lot of shit in my 30s, and was glad to have them over with.
Felt like I finally came into my own self, if that makes sense.
Now I'm 61 and everything hurts.
 
"You know, for quite a while now, every time I pass the cemetery, I've felt as if I were apartment hunting."-Prof. Wutheridge, The Bishop's Wife (1947)

Oh for sure, prices have been crazy since we were kids, fast food cost me over $10 a meal now, back in my day that have gotten me a decent dinner at a sit down place at those prices. Also Dollar Stores, there now $1.25 stores it seems.

Speaking of money, does anybody still carry it? I was getting lunch for the office and there was this young guy, fresh out of college, and he's telling me he will 'cashapp' me the money if I buy a meal for him. I'm looking at him like, "Do I look like I know how to use that?" In my day we all carried cash around and would give it out to people when we needed to pay them for small things, I still do. I guess that's just an old person thing now.
I don't think I've deliberately carried bills on my person for a few years now. Coins either exist as rare artefact parking change in my glove box, or sit in a wooden box in my study for a year, before I eventually exchange them in one of those Coinstar machines.

I'll have the occasional small bill that just seems to stay in my wallet for a few weeks until I remember to spend it.

Mid thirties here.
 
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I was talking about music to a younger distant relative and shared a playlist, and he was like ''Wow, there's some oldies there, good taste'' and it's all music from when I was a teenager. He wasn't even talking about the Four Tops songs, he was talking about like, Death in June's The Rule of Thirds which came out in 2008.
You forget about age gaps when it comes to family and then it comes up like a gut punch lmao, father time catches up with us all.
 
I don't think I've deliberately carried bills on my person for a few years now. Coins either exist as rare artefact parking change in my glove box, or sit in a wooden box in my study for a year, before I eventually exchange them in one of those Coinstar machines.

I'll have the occasional small bill that just seems to stay in my wallet for a few weeks until I remember to spend it.

Mid thirties here.
The problem I encounter now is that I have been to a few venues which refused to accept cash, requiring me to fish out my credit card. I'm afraid that in a few years time this trend of stores not taking cash will continue and I, being the boomer resistant to change that I am, will be forced kicking and screaming into the modern era.
 
I wonder how many of the girls I thought I was talking to were actually pervy men.
Thirsty chatroom pervs were such a problem that they would try to hit on everyone from teens to older women and anyone in between.

Hopefully I don't get too fixated on 9/11 -- and yet I recall it as if it were like maybe about a week ago.

Looking back, those attacks seemed like a demonic ritual that summoned Clown World from the depths of hell.
I also remember 9/11 and what I was doing that day as if it happened recently. I don't think that qualifies as being fixated. Those people who haven't moved on from the actual day to the point it's negatively impacted their present day living are the people I had in mind.

I agree with you that 9/11 seems to have opened a Pandora's Box of sorts that can never be undone.

Speaking of money, does anybody still carry it?
I still carry it for buying items that don't cost that much relatively speaking. For some of the places that are trying to go cashless ever since COVID, I've also had the rare occasion where I've encountered places that accept cash only for fees around $10 or less.
 
Had two young guys approach me in the gym tonight when I was doing clean and jerks. They looked older than I'd anticipated. Turns out they were both 15 years old. I left high-school before either of these fuckers had even been born.

Both smoked and/or vaped, both looked and seemed thoroughly dejected with life, women, academia, whatever. They seemed way, way more ran down than I was at a comparable age.

I felt bad for them. I hope that was an isolated case.
tbf I was amazingly grim through my... I was pretty dark even by like, ten. I was big into standup, world news, and conspiracies.
after a while of expecting the world to end or THEM! to get you soon and nothing happens it's pretty easy to chill out, especially once you start getting laid or smoking weed and drinking, but yeah me at 15 probably would have been obnoxious grimderp by most reckonings
It seems the younger generations preferred online messengers (until they mostly shut down) and text-based real-time communication over any sort of conversation.
I find a lot of day-to-day "yo do you need me to get any groceries on the way home" type shit works better in text
and you can get a lot more raunchy with your wife while you're at work if it's not over voice
Just recently found out what "the sharty" is. I am now officially washed up.
I used to run on serious old /b/, like, I dropped off /b/ a little while after the 2006 or so, but I'd occasionally dip into various /b/ and adjacents up to /baph/
It's sort of comforting in a "circle of life" sort of way to see the Abe Simpson thing really happen
I get the _theory_ of why the sharty is a thing, sorta, but I don't get the sharty, and it seems weird and scary.
 
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