Currently finishing up the last of my thank you cards from the holiday season. (I'm so behind this year!) I doubt thank you cards will be mailed in about ten years.
Currently finishing up the last of my thank you cards from the holiday season. (I'm so behind this year!) I doubt thank you cards will be mailed in about ten years.
It's not really "part of my childhood" since it's something I still do...just not as often, but playing cards. 500, Hearts, Pinochle, Cribbage, Canasta, Gin, etc. I can't count the thousands of hours I've played cards in my life. Outside of my family, I have not randomly met anyone who has interest in traditional playing cards in almost a decade now. Pretty much only play with family, or euchre with a few friends back East
We play cards!
I always pack a deck or two when we head out for vacation. Refocuses the group into doing things together and can be played almost anywhere.
You never are without entertainment as long as you have a deck of cards. It's amazing how few people really play anymore, and how hard it is to look up rules anymore. I still reference an old decrepit book of Hoyle when we forget some nuisance because it's nearly impossible online to find some versions of classic games we play/played.
Roaming the wider neighborhood freely as an 8 year old, with parents having no idea where you are and no means to contact you. We knew to head home when it started to get dark.
That was a huge part of my childhood. Would just leave for hours on end and explore or hang out with other kids in the neighborhood. I'd go visit cousins 1-3 hours away and it would be the same - kids just go wander around and it was perfectly normal.
Lately I've heard of unaccompanied children being taken home by police, and parents given a stern warning. On the other hand, I guess there are plenty of places worldwide where children can still roam freely - perhaps the societal expectation that unguarded children will kill themselves or be kidnapped and molested is an isolated, first-world problem.
Anti-commercialist art.
Kids don't want to create art/music/video as a rejection of society or as simple anti-social "fuck you" they want to be "accepted" and "encouraged". They want their works to be adopted by commercial culture. Also the idea of just creating something raw and unpolished for the sake of it befuddles kids who have the digital tools necessary to polish and homogenize everyone's voice.
Irreverent Social interaction. You can't just go up to your friends now and be like "hey faggot" or any other slur you want, you can't challenge your 6th grade best friend to grab some chick's ass at recess, kids can't go around egging houses or leaving burning bags of dog shit on porches and ringing the bell.
The whole counterculture thing has changed because of what mass media became. We still have those people, but now they have derogatory labels and exist as fringe communities on the internet that get rather large. I feel like the closest thing we have now is hipsters, the punk/goth/emo types don't exist near as much as they used to.
It was a lot easier to be isolated when you were actually socially isolated.
Hey now, Playboy published some of the great minds before anyone else. I read the articles! I miss the advisor.
I was spanked only a couple of times but those times are engraved in my memory bank.
doing anything outside >_> no kids know what kick the can is anymore and the only reason they know capture the flag is from video games
Browsing the "free tour" portion of porn sites because I had dial-up and could not load vids fast, not to mention free vid sites like Pornhub and the like were not a thing yet.
I entirely forgot about that. That was also the time where videos weren't really feasible, so you were looking for image galleries.
I remember a site, I think it still exists, it was drbizzaro.com. It was curated by someone and it was basically direct links to free tour pages. Quality varied, but you usually got a half dozen pictures or so.
This answer is perfect!
Reminds me of the blurred adult channels and thinking you might of saw something in those blurs.
Like on cable, where you would flip it to Cinemax at night (which should be called Skinemax at that time), and the picture was like this, and you were trying to catch the sight of what was going on so you could jack off to it.
Those were the days.
To this day I become aroused when I see a blurry screen.
A Pavlovian response, I guess.
Must See Tv. Use to rush home from evening activities to catch the new episode of whatever hit show was on.
Growing up on a family farm.