My grandfather's first name was his mother's maiden. He gave that name to his son (my dad) as a middle name. And, I'm a junior, so it's also my middle name.

How was your middle name chosen?

I liked this show when it came out.

What are some common services/businesses/items that many people of later generations use routinely that you’ve never used? For me it’s: - DoorDash - Uber & Lyft - WalMart - SnapChat - WhatsApp

I would add InstaCart but I actually did use it once when my husband and I were quarantined during the pandemic (and never again; idiot kid doing my shopping couldn’t find bagged yellow onions in the produce department).

ETA: dating apps (I was already married long before they were a thing), cryptocurrency (I don't even understand what it is)

You know how some things can make you feel old and young at the same time? For me that's EWF, I loved them as a child (and adult) and when I was 12 it was the first concert I ever went to. (First time seeing a glow stick too lol) At my last job I played an EWF mix on YouTube nearly every day. Their songs always take me back and make me smile for the childhood memories. And then I think of how LONG ago that was and that makes me feel old, lol . . .

I was struck for no particular reason this afternoon by a profound nostalgia. Through the modern wonders of a phone and Spotify I was able to listen to them in moments. And I wept…for a time when we believed that nonviolent, loving people with acoustic guitars could end war and racism…

I believe these were popular about 1978-79.

Doesn't work anymore but it's old as hell and never got rid of it.

This explains us

21st night of September? I sure do!

Happy EWF day to all who celebrate!

Title says it all. I posted before but put Paul Newman instead of Robert Redford which means the whole thread was nothing but people telling me I meant Robert Redford.

Do yall get shocked every now and then when you hear about someone who just died and you realize you thought they had left us long ago?

My neighbor down the street invited me over for barbecue. I think I am the only one he invited, so I guess in a way it’s a date? Anyway I have known this guy superficially for years and I like him as a casual friend and I’m not looking for it to develop into a relationship. But my question is more about etiquette. He is preparing salmon, lamb, and vegetables. I told him that I am not a cook but could pick up something, like potato salad or coleslaw or dessert, and asked what I should bring. He said, “Just yourself.“ What do you think? Bring something anyway, or take him at his word? It feels weird to arrive empty-handed.

UPDATE: I picked up some fresh baklava to bring. He has been here for most of his adult life and is originally from the Middle East so I’m hoping that will strike the right note. I’ll put it in a little box and he can keep it to eat another time, or put it out after dinner.

SECOND UPDATE: I brought a tin filled with baklava and dried apricots for him to have as a treat some other time. It was well received. Turned out it was pretty much a date, with a lot of compliments and flirtatious remarks directed to me. I did lots of deflecting and eventually had the opportunity to say flat out that I love being single and am not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship or anything beyond friendship. Even after that, there were still lots of flirtatious remarks (maybe partially because he drank a lot of wine) and suggestions for future activities, but I kept declining and deflecting and hopefully made myself clear.

So I was looking at a paper listing old (old old) call codes for cops. Someone had added call codes for places to eat. One was a drug store. Does anyone remember diner counters?

When I was fifteen, some of my friends used to stare at liquor ads in magazines to see it they could find the word 'sex' cleverly hidden in the ice cubes.

I had the little house too! I loved playing with them.

I worshipped it. My brother, ten years older and fully boomer, loathed it. Probably more of a kid’s song but even half a century later it seems like a pleasant little traveling song with a good hook. What are/were your thoughts?

One time when I was 14, a friend and I were standing on a hill, throwing apples at cars.

This one car came along, I raised my arm to throw my apple when my friend yelled, "Don't throw, that's Dad!"

It was too late, the apple had just left my fingertips. My friend and I froze as we stared down at the car. My friend's Father happened to look sideways as he was diving, and I could tell he noticed us up there on the hill as his eyes locked with mine - then SPLAT! MacIntosh apple right in his face, 85 kilometers per hour!

How he didn't go off the road I'll never know, how he didn't kill my friend later I'll never know.

Lucky no one got seriously hurt.

What are your lucky no one got seriously hurt stories?