Nope, still don't remember you...

In fact, I don't remember 1983...was I there?...


Hey, wait a minute...aren't you the guy who dated RuPaul?...


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I really don't want to be pushy, but after 3 decades, I think you should use Vienna's payment to pay back a little of the money I lent you to fund your Presidential campaign when you ran against Ronnie in '84. Remember, before your sex change when you were still called Angela Davis. :D

Ice cream cones, 2 scoops for a nickel. Cigarettes 35 cents a pack of 20, 37 cents a pack of 25. American cigarettes were the same price, even though they were stale because no self respecting Canadian would smoke them. (Said they taste like Camel dung). Canadian cigs. were the same to Americans then and now. (Taste like dog do-do).

I was the only remote channel changer in the house. If I was in the front room, I was the channel changer. Also the antenna switcher. We had 2 sets of rabbit ears set up one set in the front room window aimed for a TV station in Buffalo and the other set on top the TV for CFTO in Agincourt. We had a DPDT mini switch from them to the TV. It worked good.

1953/1954 [I think] Hurricane Hazel came roaring through and after the basement flooded (about 4') that was the end of my train set. :(
The neighbours lost a lot more, their basements were almost full.

In late '53 I became a zygote. Mid '54 I took the trip down the birth canal and here I am today. All I can say is....

WHAT A RIDE!!!:O:

You are a young pup, then.:D

I was born in December, 1950; my hope is to make it to 100 years, just to see what the passing of a century brings. Of course, that means about 37 more years of being a "senior citizen", so there's that bit of a downside. Maybe I'll finally get a flying car before I kick...


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It is my game plan to work until the year 2045. It is called 'Freedom 99'.:haha:
That will give me a total of 60 years working for the same company. I'm almost half way there, now.

Well, younger than you ya old dog.:03::yep: :D

I'm old enough to know better but still young enough to do something about it. Age is really just a state of mind.:arrgh!: With the state of my mind, they should call me Methuselah. Like they do Steve.:doh:

For all our resident whipper snappers who are groaning about the old farts reminiscing days gone by, remember;
"Like you we were and like us you'll be"

Seriously speaking, there are some days I feel 21 and other days I feel 121.
Friday I felt 21, the quack gave me a clean bill of health. I get to keep my A/CDL license for another year.:)

Probably better that way.
I know, but I ain't tellin'
See above



Sure you do. Don't lie about things like that.
*sigh* There you go again. It wasn't like that. I ran against Ronnie Kniblitz for Dogcatcher. And you weren't old enough to lend anybody anything. And I didn't get any campaign money anyway - your dad said he'd pay me to shut up and go away.



Idiot. I wasn't Angela Davis, I was Ann B. Davis.

Wow! You really are a kid!

Tell us, Steve, what was it like growing up with Methuselah?... :haha:


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He can't remember.:03::D

I've only got eight months on you. :O:

Sure I can. I remember everything. Especially the stuff I really don't want to.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQ6GMkguv9s

I'm 61. We were that poor that we lived in Black and White. And I've still got the photos to prove it.

Bitter words from a bitter "Old Man":


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09q04Dlh7r8


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