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Part of me misses riding my bike around the neighborhood and family trips to the parks. I guess its more I miss the times I spent with family back then since now everyone is busy and some just dont come around anymore.
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aww noo : ( (
i vote for taking bike rides because at least that is something within your control!
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I will go down s rabbit hole and pull up old commercials from the 89s and 90s in a minute. š
Here's one....listening to the radio waiting patiently for your favorite song to come in so you could record it on cassette.....and hoping they don't cut the song off early!
Or going to Blockbuster to figure out what movies or video games to rent!
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I recently moved back to the town i was born and raised. Its the same , xet different. I live my city reminds me the best times
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Well hell I just heard a great song on my Alexa by The Rolling Stones Paint it Black. Took me back to 1966 and the 9th grade. Watching the Vietnam war on TV wondering if it was going to be over there when it was my turn to get drafted into the service. It wasnāt and I enlisted into the Air Force working on bombers while on the lovely island of Guam. Good and bad memories.
Alice I really like this thought provoking blog. There are so many things now that trigger hidden memories itās uncanny.
Thank you
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Oof yes š®āšØ
For me itās a homesick feeling that really sneaks up on me sometimes.
Stuff from Brazil I didnāt even realize Iād miss. Like hearing an old novela theme song or just thinking about the smell of pĆ£o de queijo in the oven (I know where I can find pĆ£o de queijo here but thereās nothing like your sweet old grandma baking them for you).
Suddenly Iām ten years old watching novela after dinner.
Oh I used to collect papel de carta too. Those super cute scented stationery sets, and I never used them. Just kept them in a folder like they were sacred. I miss GuaranĆ” being everywhere, the little flip-flop keychains from Havaianas, and how serious we all took our MSN status updates. Orkut scraps were basically love letters.
Itās always the random stuff that hits the hardest.
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I wanted a 65 Mustang š
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i love classic muscle cars, so sexy
for a couple years i drove a 79 chevy nova
sadly i don't have it anymore but damn that thing was a beast
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1973 ** not 79
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Next time I see you Alice Iāll bring my classic car by. Itās unique just like you.
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It's rare, but occasionally you'll see a pay phone or a phone booth and it reminds me of when I wasn't tethered to my life by this phone that has almost become an extension of my hand 
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Roller skating down the Balboa Peninsula with my Sony Walkman clipped to my shorts, blasting The Go-Goās, early Red Hot Chili Peppers, maybe a little X or The B-52s if I was in a mood. Neon tube socks, OP crop tee, salty hair, peak SoCal kid trying to look like I just rolled out of a surf zine.
Tanning with Hawaiian Tropic like it was actual sunscreen. Zero SPF, just coconut-scented recklessness. Iād sprawl out on the sundeck flipping through Seventeen or Teen Beat, pretending I wasnāt obsessively checking my tan lines every ten minutes like it was a personal project.
We had cable before half the street, so yeahāMTV was basically church. Friends would come over to watch music videos on our massive wood-paneled Zenith, and I was the one smugly explaining what a VJ was like I had insider info. Which, obviously, I did.
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^I'm pretty sure Scotty's shorts were made of corduroy and he got them at Millers Outpost at the mall. Dogtown board with Independent trucks and those green wheels, amirite?
And someone in his crew hooked everyone up with surgical tubing from the hobby shop to connect a pen cap to make water weenies you could fill up from the water fountain at the park, long before SuperSoakers were a thing
I know what's up. Those days were fuckin' rad.
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A '73 Nova was considered a compact car.
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1970 Hemi 'Cuda. Damn
OCIR
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Kindred Spirits Butthead
Orange County International Raceway next to El Toro Marine Air Station
Wednesday night grudge night taking my parents 1967 Plymouth Valiant with a 273 cu in V8 and racing the hell out of it. The Irvine Company
Now all those things are gone, OCIR, The Marine Base, The 1967 Plymouth , Grudge Night and my Parents.
The Irvine Company is now the City of Irvine
Like I said before Alice a great thought provoking blog for happy and sad memories.
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This was as bad ass as anything.
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I was at the last Jet Car drag race at OC Raceway. Man, that was something else, don't remember what year that was, had to be early 80's though. Plus, I rode SaddleBack MX park the last couple of years it was open.
My first house was near the back straight of Riverside Raceway. When NASCAR came, turn the volume off on the TV, open the front and hear them all coming down the back straight into turn 9. Now it's all houses a mall, restaurants and shopping.
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Op corduroy shorts and lighting bolt shirts. A much simpler time.
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Nacraman, me too! I wanted one so badlyā¦ A red convertible in fact! My dad almost bought me one but decided not to because it was a manual transmission & he didnāt have the patience to teach me how to drive a stick shift, and my mom didnāt know how to drive one so she couldnāt teach me either. Instead my first car was an AMC Eagleā¦ Yes, a 4 wheel drive Hornet basically. Thank god I lived in Colorado back then. I wouldāve been laughed off the road here driving that hideous shit brown pile! This was in the mid to late 80ās. Ugg!
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OH YEAHā¦ Two toned DOLPHIN SHORTS with leg warmers and a WALKMAN playing Duran DuranDuran or Haircut 100!
We knew when to be homeā¦ When the street lights turned on.
We drank out of dirty hoses that lay in our friends lawns, as well as played in the sprinklers in the summertime.
Weād use a wooden laundry clip & a playing card attached to our rear bicycle spokes so it sounded like we had motors.
I went through 3 BIG WHEELS when I was a kid. Loved to do burn outs then pull the brake as I drifted around corners, putting a hole straight through that rear right plastic wheel in no time at all. Lolā¦
Loved the smell of the STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE line of dolls. MY PRETTY PONY were by far my favorite until CABBAGE PATCH DOLLS came around. My FURBIES killed it though when they would fart & burp when you put your finger in their mouths or pressed on their stomachs.
The 80ās were filled with the most āOne Hit Wondersā of any decade prior or any that folllowed yet so far. Fashion was way out there as well. Thee most hideous gear one can possibly adorn themselves with, but we thought we were so cool. Honestly some of the best memories of my life took place during that unforgettable decade!
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Blaine. Who knew soneone so nerdy then could turn out as such a hot woman
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Riding on the bus.
To me it takes me back to the early 80's when my mom finally let me ride the bus to go surfing in the morning before school.
Best times ever!!
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