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Let’s play.

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Dust the cobwebs off your brain and tell me….

How low can you go?

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Filling up the tank hurts these days. But it wasn’t always that way. I fondly recall pulling into a gas station and not paying a bit of attention to the price.

And while I remember the oil embargo of the 1970’s, I was a child and couldn’t tell you what my parents paid when the stations were open on alternating Monday and Thursday afternoons.

Newly married in the early eighties? Gas up the road from our house in North Carolina was .79 cents a gallon.

I filled my car for $11.06.

Doesn’t that sound wonderful?

Now you.

What’s the cheapest price you remember paying?

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Let’s play.

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It requires a little math today.

But it’s old math, so we’re good.

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19 out of 20 for me… because as hard as it is to believe, I’ve never been to a drive in movie. They were pretty much a dead thing by the time I started dating.

I have to laugh at being a boomer though because to this day, I still…

Listen to music on a record player,

Have photo albums filled with prints.

Pay for something with exact change.

Use a library card regularly.

Have a favorite radio station ( though admittedly it’s on satellite)

Watch the news at the same time every day.

Use a checkbook register.

And own both a cassette and 8 track player.

Once a boomer, always a boomer.

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Now you.

How many of these things have you done?

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Let’s play.

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Today I want you to date yourself.

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The first cell phone pictured is a Motorola DynaTAC 8000X brick released in 1983. It weighed 2.5 lbs, had about 30 minutes of talk time, and took 10 hours to fully charge. Cost? $3,995.

The last cell phone pictured is the first generation iPhone released in 2007. Revolutionary then… with its 2megapixel camera, internet communicator and accelerometer… but considered a relic today.

My first cell phone was #7. A Nokia something or other that I think I bought in 1998 or 1999. It didn’t do much of anything except (gasp!) act as a phone… back in the day when we used to have actual auditory conversations… but I thought it was pretty damn slick all the same.

Ironically I just stumbled across my second ever cell phone the other day.

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It was buried in a drawer under some sweaters and for the life of me I have no idea why I kept it.

Flip phones!

Geesh… texting was an absolute nightmare with those things.

Now you.

What was your first piece of mobile technology?

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Let’s play.

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It’s Friday.

I think it’s required.

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It is said music hath charms to soothe the savage breast. No, it’s not beast, that’s a common misquote. But I think ole William Congreve knew what he was talking about in 1697.

(If you’re interested, the original line is as follows –

Musick has Charms to sooth a savage Breast, To soften Rocks, or bend a knotted Oak”)

And while music can indeed soothe it can also elicit other emotional responses… joy, sadness, nostalgia, triumph etc.

And when asked what songs move me? The first one that pops into my head is Eric Clapton’s “My Father’s Eyes” from this album.

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https://youtu.be/bocDpFVhyDw?si=_jxK4SbR0l8o9VVF

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I lost my dad when I was 15 years old and to be honest, I still haven’t gotten over it. To this day I can’t talk about him… or listen to that song… without crying.

So yes, music can bring me to tears.

What song moves you, and why?

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Let’s play.

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Time to brush off the brain cobwebs.

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I was supposed to be 4 to enter preschool but since my birthday is in December, I was 3.

Because I was an only child, my mother always signed me up for “social” experiences and in 1967 she thought half a day at preschool with other children was just the thing.

I remember we were told to bring something to lay on the floor for nap time and while other kids had blankets or towels, my mother – being my mother – went shopping at Saks Fifth Avenue and I showed up with a large, extremely plush and colorful Humpty Dumpty oblong egg rug. I remember rolling it out and all the other kids oohing and ahhing… but not in a nice way. We all laid down and the next thing I knew some ratty little bastard pushed me off Humpty and stole it. I cried and pointed at the pint sized felon but was told to hush up and go to sleep.

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I don’t remember what happened later, though I’m sure my mother gave the teacher a good tongue lashing…but even after Humpty was returned the next day, preschool was never my happy place again.

How about you?

What’s your very first memory….

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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and that’s what we do here.

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Okay, I’ll date myself.

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Anyone else remember Barnabas Collins?

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An obscure short lived British comedy from the mid ‘70’s.

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What can I say? I was obsessed with dinosaurs when I was young. Even as a child I knew it was stupid… but it had Stegosaurs and Triceratops. Claymation et al, I was hooked.

So.

What long defunct television show did you watch way back when ?

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