I was a legal secretary at a patent law office in Chicago during floppy disc era. So, I remember doing a lot of Quaaludes at that time. It was the late 70's, I believe. They made everyone horny including me and my gay best friend, Mickey. Mickey thought he was gay but I had other ideas. I told Mickey we loved each other. It took me several years to prove to him I was right. Boy that is a story all unto itself. He is dead now, by the way and I told him the day I left that he would be dead without me and I was not going to stay and die with him. He was too far gone in the drink department and I was not interested in staying on that hideous path.
Oh, I forgot this was supposed to be funny. I just got home from work, I sat down, and all this came out of me.
I certainly didn't mean to bring up a bad memory. I thought you would think it was funny. I'm sorry to hear about Mickey. The good news is he had the pleasure of knowing you. You did bring him enjoyment, I'm sure. I wasn't particualarly fond of this song either. Case closed. I will never bring it up again... Sorry.
Let's talk about natural foods. Are you going to use your pumpkin as the squash it was meant to be? I love pumpkin and pumpkin pie! A little nutmeg, brown sugar, some allspice... Pretty good stuff! :) :)
OH NO. It is NOT a bad memory at all. It was my misspent youth lasting 25 years longer than it was supposed to. That is all. I would never talk about something if it was off limits or PAINFUL. I don't go there for the obvious reasons. You were not there. Why should you have to listen to all that nonsense? LO LLL
If I were there I probably would be dosing in booze and Quaaludes! At any rate, you wouldn't be the wise, well-spoken and rounded person you are today had you not taken the path you did... And for that, I am thankful. I've got to do that thing I do most days... go to work. I took my computer yesterday so I could chat throughout the day but I couldn't get the internet. I forgot they have a different password than I do. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I did try. I guess that'll learn me to try and skate by at work! Damn! I hate it when I get caught by not really getting caught but by trying. Big Winks and Smiles!! Karma.
This post was edited by Merlin at October 24, 2019 10:16 AM MDT
When I was going to college, I had a part-time job teaching at a technical school. Someone gave me a 3 1/2" floppy titled "Grade book". When I started teaching high school, I used it to keep, record and print grades. I was the only teacher to do that. At the end of each semester we had to turn in our grade books, so I turned in a printed copy. I got some funny looks, but they had to accept it. I never once used a paper and pencil grade book in twenty years.
When I was in HS, I was the first one to ever wear bluejeans to school. Everyone was aghast, but there were no rules against it. It was white-trash clothing, but what we could afford.
When I was in high school blue jeans cost more than any suit. You must have escaped that trend of pricing jeans out of affordability for anyone but the wealthy.