I was sitting around with my brother-in-law and some other guys, and we got to talking about old times, and I figured I’d post about some of the stuff we brought up. Without further ado, time to wax nostalgic:
One of the things we all remembered doing as boys was playing Knuckles. As I remember it, you would be dealt three cards, and then each turn you would either draw from the deck or pick one up from the discard pile, with the goal of getting the lowest possible cards in your hand. Winner was the one who had the least amount of points in his hand at the end. Loser got rapped really hard on the knuckles with the whole deck of cards. I remember my knuckles being almost bloody on more than one occasion. Never stopped me from playing it again, though. Any of y’all ever play that one?
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Here’s a routine I remember watching several times when I was young. Many of the boys I knew would imitate it, much to the annoyance of our parents and elders. But hell, it was fun. Enjoy!
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I couldn’t tell you how many of these
I bought when I was a kid. Let it suffice to say I wouldn’t mind having all the money I spent on ‘em in my hand right now.
I bought all the variations you could get. The one here, the one that came with a rubber band and a propeller, the biplane; liked ‘em all. My favorite was the basic glider like you see here. I fastened a bottle rocket to each wing once and then let it go, but the results weren’t really what I expected. In my mind, it would zoom off, maybe do a flip or two and maybe a steep bank before the bottle rockets blew up. In reality, it shot off and slammed into the ground, slid along the sidewalk a ways, and then the bottle rockets blew up and the plane was toast. Oh well.
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I got to thinking about my favorite kitchen appliance from way back:
Luckily, they still make and sell them. Gonna have to get one. I miss pouring in the kernels and the popcorn oil, and butter to go over it, and then watching it pop. Great stuff. Much better than that air-popped crap that became popular during the eighties. Gimme the old stuff.
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Back in the seventies, there were several famous women I had crushes on. Olivia Newton John was one of my favorites:
Of course, there was also Lynda Carter:
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This was me as a teenager (and I challenge those of you who have a blog to post teenage pics of yourselves
) :
What the hell. It was the seventies.
This is me now:
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Update #1:
Got to talking about card games with one of my co-workers, and one of the ones we discussed was Uno. When I was a kid, we often had evenings where some of my uncles and aunts and cousins got together to play Uno, and usually we played ‘Killer” Uno. At least that’s what we called it. Basically, everything’s the same except when someone plays a Draw Two card on you, if you have one, you can play it and the next player has to take four cards, unless he has a Draw Two as well, in which case it goes to draw six, and so on. If someone had a Draw Four Wild card, they could add that into the mix as well. Pretty soon someone would get hit with having to draw twelve cards, and sometimes more. If you had a Reverse or a Skip, you could play one of those and then either Skip the player to your left and drop the draw twelve on the player after him, or you could Reverse the whole damned thing onto the player to your right. We also took one of the regular number cards, and with a red magic marker, wrote “Big Kahuna” on it. When you played the Big Kahuna, the player to your left had to draw ten cards. And of course, you could throw the Big Kahuna into the mix with all the Draw Two’s and whatnot.
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Update #2:




Never played the card game, but remember pretty much everything else.
And as to posting a high school pic of me, hell no!!
Ah, come on, don’t be a wuss.
—–Curtal Friar
Why have you removed your eyes? I’m posting one of me now.
Secret identity and all that.
—–Curtal Friar
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And didn’t every guy have a crush on Lynda Carter as Wonder Woman? Don’t they still?
Well, I have a new ‘wonder woman’ in my life now, who beats ‘em all.
——Curtal Friar
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My 80′s big hair is up. LOL
I could not stand Wonder Woman, but I don’t think I missed an episode. LOL
Yeah, I watched Wonder Woman every week. There were some other shows I remember watching faithfully back then that nowadays I wonder why the hell I liked them at all, as they were really awful. Remember Logan’s Run series? Oh, and The Man From Atlantis?
—–Curtal Friar
Ah, Logan’s Run. Barely, but yes, I remember it. LOL
We used to play Death Uno as well.
But we didn’t have a Big Kahuna card. I’ll see what I can find for pics. And then I’ll have to see if I can find a scanner… it may be awhile.
The Big Kahuna was great to have, not so great to have played on you, and it really sucked when it combined with other cards and you were the sucker that got hit with having to draw twenty cards.——Curtal Friar
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So I finally found a picture. Did I really look like that?
I know what you mean. I looked recently at pictures of me from back in the seventies, complete with my seventies hair and bellbottoms. There’s a reason why that decade is in the past.——Curtal Friar
Dude you already posted by teen picture. I was in my Wonder Woman phase.
Why didn’t your momma have that white block thing removed from your face when you were a baby? Just curious.
LOL….but as I mentioned earlier, got to protect the old secret identity. Oh, and surely you’re not referring to the Wonder Woman downtown pic?:D—–Curtal Friar
Yeah, I just got my hair did too.
Okay. Challenge finally engaged.
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