I do remember that and so much more. The excitement in the neighborhood when someone got the first Pong game for their T.V. The excitement of seeing those bright Star Trek uniforms for the first time on a Color T.V. Test Patterns in the morning and the National Anthem and Flag when the station signed off at night.
All that and I would prefer to listen on radio.
Continuing my comments from yesterday about coaching in the early 70’s. Coach: Just rinse your mouth and spit it out, don’t swallow it will make you sick. Here take these salt tablets.
I can light most of the house for the wattage of one of the old style bulbs. You are a plugger if your wife keeps nagging you to turn off the lights when you leave a room.
When the lightning starts, run for it, that means the mother in law is visiting.
I can’t understand the broadcasting revenue. I guess I would rather see a share of it going to the players than all of it to the owners. With all that money in the game what I really can’t understand is why the taxpayers need to keep financing ballparks.
We’ve all had a glimpse of how you see the future. The old ways are looking better and better.
I’m waiting for a strong crosswind.
It depends on how you look at it. No one is forcing a woman to take the man’s last name in today’s world (mine didn’t). Before now it was more tradition not domination. But if you have a gender axe to grind, sure go there.