Missing The Good Old Days

Sometimes I marvel at how things have changed over the last 35 years. For example, when I was in high school in the mid '70s, digital watches were just starting to appear. I had a really cool one that was normally blank, but if you pushed a button, then numbers composed of red glowing dots would light up. But then someone came out with one that would light up whenever you flicked your wrist, and I thought that was the coolest thing since, well, since that color TV I had once seen in a store.

Pocket calculators started appearing about the same time. If you wanted one of the really sophisticated ones that could add, subtract, multiply, and (GASP!) even divide, it would have set you back almost $100.

Even more amazing, back then we actually believed that America would never ever end up with a worse President than Richard Nixon. Boy, were we naive.

But alas, there was no internet. Even worse, no internet porn. And if we had to do a paper, we would have to actually go to a place called a library, which was full of books made of paper. So how did we know which books to look up? Well, there was no Google. Instead we had something called the Dewey Decimal System. The numbers were kind of like URL's for the books.

Yes, it was a raw and savage existence. Sometimes I even had to fight off sabre tooth tigers during my five mile walks to and from school.... Through snowdrifts.... Uphill.... Both ways.

And sex lives? Forget it. That was something that was reserved for the captain of the football team. So when I see something like this, I have to wonder if today's kids realize just how damn lucky they are.