...it would make yer eyes water foh sho.....Remember when the teacher's room door would open and this thick blue cloud would waft out? I wonder how much second hand smoke kids choked on walking by that place.
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...it would make yer eyes water foh sho.....Remember when the teacher's room door would open and this thick blue cloud would waft out? I wonder how much second hand smoke kids choked on walking by that place.
Ahhh, a different era...lol....I had one that would stalk the hallways with paddle in hand, then on break, burn a coupla coffin nails the "lounge".....
Mostly old C & W where I grew up. Good example of where I grew up...I had my Van Halen 1984 album confiscated by one of my elementary school teachers because of the front cover of the cassette. You know the pic I'm talking about I bet sir....lol Told me it was the most offensive picture she'd ever seen. I was sent to the Principal's office over it. The principal...hand to God, sits back in his office chair, lights a CIGARETTE IN HIS OFFICE, looks at the album, laughs out loud and tells me to take it home and don't bring it back.
Was this your principal?Can't ever remember another school principal who'd patrol the halls of the school with a Marlboro Red hanging out of his mouth...lol
That sounds like a very good day.One of my favorite memories of Christmas is around 1978 or '79. Christmas was one of the few times of year my dad's old battered Gibson guitar would come out of its case. My dad's father was a very good bluegrass guitarist, and had taught my dad to play from a very young age. They were both left handed so they both had left handed strung guitars, my dad's a Gibson, my grandpa's some sort of acoustic Stratocaster or something like that, I don't know guitars very well. Anyway, at family gatherings sometimes they'd both sit down after my grandpa got enough alcohol in him to stop his hands from shaking and they'd play for everyone. They were actually pretty good. Dad would sing, Otto, his dad would back him up and play rhythm. This particular Christmas, I don't know if dad had been practicing or what, but they picked out a very good version of "Driving My Life Away". I always liked to hear my dad play the guitar and sing, he had a good singing voice, but I don't know if it was because dad's voice sounded a little like Eddie Rabbit's or if it was just the fact everyone was having such a good time that day or what, but we were all clapping and singing along with them, about 25 members of the family jammed into the living room watching my grandpa hit every note just about perfectly and my dad seemed to be in his element. My two older cousins and I kept requesting all day that they do "Driving My Life Away" over and over again and I bet they did the song 10 times throughout the day to everyone's delight. That was a fun Christmas.
Tell me about this plum sauce. I do the bacon wrapped water chestnuts but with a sweet/hot sauce- very strange but delicious concoction of brown sugar, hot salsa and mayo.I do bacon wrapped water chestnuts -- and there's a plum sauce-- to die for!
I had an 8 track in my Pinto! And only a few tapes - my dad gave me a Sam Cooke he still had around ( I loved it!), and a friend's older brother gave me Boston (Boston) and Ted Nugent. It was a late 70s model and I got it in 1986. Hard to find 8 tracks.At least you remember 8-tracks....curious of how many members of the board we completely lost on that reference...lol
We even had a "smoking alley" for the teens who smoked - just around the corner of the gym. I got suspended from the cheer team for smoking over there.Remember when the teacher's room door would open and this thick blue cloud would waft out? I wonder how much second hand smoke kids choked on walking by that place.
Wait a second! Shouldn’t this post be in the A Posed Question thread?I think we are close in age and, apparently, have a lot in common with music, culture, family traditions, and Stephen King, of course.
Any time our principal addressed us over the PA, it was usually accompanied with a dry hack, followed by the distinctive "clink" of a zippo being struck...lolRemember when the teacher's room door would open and this thick blue cloud would waft out? I wonder how much second hand smoke kids choked on walking by that place.
Ahh the proprietor of The Dixie Boy....lol
Wait a second! Shouldn’t this post be in the A Posed Question thread?
We had a smoking area also, a majority of our teachers smoked, who could blame them?...lolThat sounds like a very good day.
Tell me about this plum sauce. I do the bacon wrapped water chestnuts but with a sweet/hot sauce- very strange but delicious concoction of brown sugar, hot salsa and mayo.
I had an 8 track in my Pinto! And only a few tapes - my dad gave me a Sam Cooke he still had around ( I loved it!), and a friend's older brother gave me Boston (Boston) and Ted Nugent. It was a late 70s model and I got it in 1986. Hard to find 8 tracks.
We even had a "smoking alley" for the teens who smoked - just around the corner of the gym. I got suspended from the cheer team for smoking over there.
I just realized I'll never be cool as this cat.This cat skateboards.....and i don't even want to get up off the couch. I've been obsessively watching this for 15 minutes.
I just realized I'll never be cool as this cat.
Obsessing on the 50's-60's French New Wave of film, a little. When I have time. Alain Delon being my favorite actor of the period and Jean-Louis Trintignant my second. Delon recorded this in his youth and I've listened to every version I suspect. French guys age way cooler than we do for some reason.
Oh no - you sing much better than this guy!
Hey, he sings like I do!
That was painful to watch (that video) - where do you find these strange things?here it is in English. Sort of.
That was painful to watch (that video) - where do you find these strange things?