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Great idea dude, just lose the mullet!

So about that Canadian family that is living like it's 1986, does that include food items as well? I mean, do they only eat brands of food items that existed pre-1987?

Good question.

I know growing up (graduated HS in '85) everyone in the neighborhood (and I mean EVERYONE, or so it seemed) grew a garden. We had one as well as my grandfather one street over, so I had two to choose from. When I was hungry I might grab a couple of carrots from either garden (or a few figs in the back yard), washing it down with the hose pipe.

The one to the left was my baby (after a year on lay-a-way), kept it washed and polished even more than my current car! LOL.



No surprise that I was a really skinny kid, as were most of the neighborhood kids.

That Canadian experiment is only for a year, but those kids look like they're having fun playing outside. Now put on some Rush, mullet guy!

I never had a BMX but I did have one of those Huffy iron bikes that weighed like 50 lbs!

Bikes were IT back then. Your identity, what you did and how you got around. We took care of them but beat on them for all they could take doing jumps and riding pastures and forest trails.
Kids these days treat them like crap.

Yup, RK.

Before I brought mine home (mostly saving allowance/gift money although I seem to remember mom helping me at the end), the two brothers across the street had a very sweet Christmas, a pair of BMX style "Avengers". Tan with mag rims, I remember the front forks were thick and had holes, a bit more stout than mine.

My older brother had the most comfortable bicycle, chopper style handlebars, big banana seat with back bar and a 3-speed (I think) shifter on the frame in front of the seat.

Yeah, that was some old-school and up-class cruising in my 'hood.

Those plastic rims... I broke more of those than I should admit to. Then I bought some standard iron spoke rems and never busted one again.

Then my bike got stolen by my brother's friend so he could buy drugs... never bought another bmx bike after that. Probably would be a different person today if that bike was not stolen...

I wouldn't mind going back. Playing outside until dark, jumping into dumpsters to find toys that were thrown out, snowcone making, playing with my Heman and GI Joes action figures, watching re-runs of Adam West Batman and Smurfs, riding my maroon colored Huffy bike, listening to the radio or cassettes(they'll never die I still use them) pulling out the old Nintendo, catching lightning bugs, go back and keep myself from watching Poltergeist and that naughty thing I saw when we were apparently getting a free HBO weekend.

Redline, Ashtabula, Hutch... classics. Fun memories and no, we didn't wear helmets or any other gear. We all survived our adventures with pavement and dirt.

We survived, but sometimes my right collar bone still aches after all these years, I broke it jumping the open sewer ditch that ran along the street in our front yard. Open ditches, well the '80s weren't perfect.

At 12 my wife broke her arm flying down the levee on her bicycle.

But what kid didn't want to be Evel Knievel?

Been a skateboarder since the clay wheels used off a set of old Roller skates. Still have
a dozen boards that my my son pines over. Worth a fortune. Back in 06 I decided to buy
some great components and assemble some great boards. Ride them in my garage and love
them, he looks at them and wonders what he could get for them. Have them locked up now.
Sad to see this.

He has killed every board I have ever given him, including bikes. Think I have
produced a retard. Kills everything including computers.

Being so naive not to know that the plain white cassette tape with the name of the album ink stamped in big block letters (just the title and artist) on it that one bought at Trade Days was a bootleg.

Pooling our money together and coming up with six bucks....and putting three in the tank so we could drive down to Fort Payne (or up to Albertville) for a cup of coffee...or for the three of us to get into the dollar movie theater.

College and beer and girls and whiskey and how did I manage to fail out? Ah, well, pain heals, chicks dig scars, and nobody took pictures.

Jump school and Devo hats and wearing a high-and-tight because it was not just "hoo-ah" but rather New Wave to have the sides of my head shaved.

I pity the guys who say stuff like "I don't remember much of the '60's or '70's," because we were the Reagan generation and were clean and sober enough to keep our memories.

Hell, even David Bowie got a haircut and put on a suit in the 80's.

The eighties was Nirvana compared to the seventies. No cable... no VHS... no answering machines... no nuthin. Though we did have our own brand of cool bikes.

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On some bikes we'd add fork extenders on the front to make our bike look like a motorcycle chopper.

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I was a child, but the one thing I miss about the 80s is Reagan....A god among politicians....

No chopper for me, just this. Those things were so loud. If if makes you feel any better it's like the 70's here in my house, no cable, no VHS, no answering machine

Whew. I feel better now. Thanks Mudcat. That bike looks rather interesting. I can imagine hearing you coming down the hill.


I forgot. We didn't have central air conditioning either. We had to sit in front of a box fan, and for fun we'd talk or sing into it and listen to how funny we sounded. 70s entertainment.

Love the chopper bikes!

How about some Quadraphonic 8-track?
http://www.ebay.com/itm/Pink-Floyd-The-D...=item2c9b8cabf1

LOL.

Seriously though, one thing I feel that is missing today is the album. Not talking about the artwork or the sleeves or even the posters (like the green one in "Dark Side of the Moon"), we've discussed that already.

I mean the vinyl itself. It was an investment and unless you were rich, you had to make choices. And one way you protected your investment (assuming you had quality hi-fi - if you had a "record changer" you did not) is that you set the stylus down at the beginning of a record and played it through, partly to avoid possibly scratching the surface somewhere after the start of the record. This was most important if you made your own tapes, you'd hit Record (or un-Pause) after the initial settling "scratch".

Besides, manually setting the needle down exactly at the start of a song was damn near impossible.

My point is you were more inclined to listen to the entire album, or at least an entire side. Even with tape it's encouraged vs. what came after (CD/digital/...). Now choices are unlimited, almost overwhelming. No time for lessor known songs on an album when you can always instantaneously move on to something else.

I'm getting back to enjoying full albums again, not even skipping over "Money" and "Madrigal" anymore, just like the old days when skipping around an album was too difficult.

Don't even have to tell me about ATC's. The three wheelers. I'm surprised I'm not a quadriplegic.

Never broke a bone, though, knock wood.

His speech in that video that was posted about Sgt. Benavides gave me goosebumps.

Damn kids ! I was married and managing projects and on the road 2 weeks of the month during the 80's.

If we want to talk about the 70's.......dirt road rallying and playing in bands ......