Okay, I been thinking a lot about how similar now a days are to the ‘good ole days’ (65ish-75ish). Obviously none of these things are exactly the same as they were back then, but there’s a lot of similarities. Here’s what I’ve come up with. We’re at war now, we were at war then. We had bellbottoms then, we have baggy pants now. We had long hair then, we have long hair now. We used words like trippy and far out now, we used them then. We had muscle cars then, we’re coming out with muscle cars now.

What all this leads me to believe is that I was born in the totally wrong era. What my main question is what do you miss about those days. Did you love to cruise in your favorite muscle car (or at least your mom’s station wagon? Did you love chilling out in your personal circle of friends? Did you love the traffic, the laws, the weed/alcohol, the music? What do you miss about the old days?

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65-75ish huh?

Trying to think if I even remember those days, what with all the good Alcapulco Gold and all...lol!

JK!

I miss liking the president of the time. To be more accurate, I don't like not liking the current president! Not that I feel unpatriotic, but that I wish there was some redeeming quality that I could warm up to with Mr. Bush. I tried...there ain't!

I have a lot of fond memories of days gone by. But I have to say that I don't miss anything enough to want to relive it again if I had the chance. I'm totally looking forward to the future and the unknown. I try to live in the present and keep optimistic hopes for what life will offer me.

As to the bell bottom thing and all the similarities of the present and the past? I wish you guys would think up some new stuff for us old coots to be amazed at or protest against...lol! Goth was a good one! Com'on! Stop being retro! Show some imagination will ya! Next thing ya know you'll be wearing nehru shirts!!! Geezzzzzzzzz! Spare me that one...k?

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Good old days...eh? Sausalito and hiking through Muir Woods. Riding the cable car all day long, in San Francisco, and hanging on tight when we rounded the corners. LOL Wearing a black halter wrap dress, a red velvet blazer, and high black spike heels to a YES concert. No nylons. Then, on the drive back, putting my feet out the window, with the heels still on. Slowly seducing a younger man and loving every minute of it. (We're talking many years ago.) I miss the blue Slurpees and Screaming Yellow Zonkers at 7-Eleven. I miss riding horses at Devereaux Point just outside of Santa Barbara, by the Isla Vista student community at UCSB. I miss Aspen BEFORE it got snobby & pretentious. I miss the beaches the way they used to be...clean and neat. What else? I miss the old Disneyland & the old Knott's Berry Farm. This is the last, for now. I miss all of those wonderfully bright Peter Max designs on everything!

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Well being born in 72, I couldn't tell you much about "the old days"...lol... but I can tell you things about my life. My dad has always been into muscle cars so I grew up around that my whole life, was fortunate to marry a man that is into the same so we have antique cars to and enjoy going to "cruise ins" and looking at old cars. Sometimes I think maybe I was supose to be in another era too, but I sure wouldn't wanna start over. I like things the way they are right this second.

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Hang on a minute....I'm confused....you list the smiliarities between now and then, and THEN you say that it all leads you to believe you were born in the wrong era?! That doesn't make any sense.....surely if it's so similar, you'd be quite happy living in the here and now?

Oh and, something else, that really does bug me sometimes about my lovely Pixie home....'WE' weren't at war in the 60s and 70s, you know. America was....which leads me to what I miss about the 'good ole days'...when America could go to war without dragging other countries into it!


Signed, on behalf of all ethnic minorities of Pixies.

Loulabelle (from that little tiny Island cluster known as BRITAIN!)

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What do I miss?


My perky tits!

You could be posting in German sweetheart.

Amen lixy on a lot of things.

As for loulabelle, I am sorry for dragging other countries into the mess bush has put us in, so blame him not me. lol The reason I said I was born in the wrong era is because the laws nor the music will ever be the same. Not to mention the traffic, that's one of the biggest killers for me. The old days when you could drive half the night on the interstate and only meet a car or two. All the things you could do in the car was up to your imagination cause ya sure as hell didn't have to worry about cops too much. lol

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words I live by;

POW/MIAs - No Will Never Be Forgotten

Karma can be a bitch, so don't make her mad!

Politeness counts.

The definition of a gentleman/lady is someone who does all the he/she can do to make the people around them as happy and comfortable as possible

Life's a bitch but it's all gotta be for something. If you keep faith in that, everything will be okay.

Every once in a great while, you just gotta kick a little ass!

Seeing as how I was born in 68...I miss having a boob in my mouth four or five times a day.

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We were born involved in one another.

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Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

I remember when the word gay described a state of mind as opposed to a lifestyle - I kinda miss that.

For me - high school way back in the late 60s and early 70s (ok I graduated in 71) Then on to college. They said those would be the best years of my life and looking back on them, I tend to agree.

Someone asked me recently would I like to do it all over again and I said no. While the high school and college years were pretty good, I can't complain about where I am in life today.

I just miss the naive simplicity, when a "golden gaytime" was an icecream and the worst

you had to fear was a touch of the clap.


Petrol was cheap and so was I.

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