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Waiting for a bus a few weeks back, a young man stopped and asked me "Pops, do you know what time it is?" Pops?!?! It was worse than the first time I was called "sir" and the other person wasn't patronizing me.
My first camera was a Polaroid Swinger. It cost $19.95 (if I had too much to drink, I would sing the Polaroid Swinger jingle for you all)
I cannot watch Saturday Night Live (except for the Betty White episode) because whoever is in the cast won't be a funny as the original cast. Yes, I know why "Franco is dead" is funny. I cringe when I remember laughing at SNL sketches in which Buck Henry played a child molesting baby sitter.
I remember when television sets had rabbit ears.
I own a Smith Corona Correctomatic Typewriter. That was cutting edge technology in 1975; I was a popular person in the freshmen dorms.
I know Bobby Sherman and Leif Garrett are.
Oh well
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