Remember when

Yes, the video countdown every day. I can hear the MTV theme in my head. "dun dun dun....." with the flashing MTV logo on the screen.

 

TV station sign-off image:



Probably not PC today....

 

My jr high was my mom's old high school...well at least the "old building" part was.
It had a 2 tier gym and that was our study hall.
The layout was, 1 study hall monitor (not even a teacher) at half court and desks in the middle of each half court.
We would fold up airplanes and the goal was to see how many times a plane could go basket to basket without being detected.
Timing was critical. Getting caught risked detention.
So it went like this...she looked north, the south end launched. By the time she looked south where the noise originated, planes were overhead and inbound to the north end. Everybody at the south end were like "nothing to see here." Meanwhile north end was scrambling to recover airplanes.
We could get about a half dozen volleys before someone got busted.
Now normally I would fold up a 4 finned missle and that thing would go like an arrow. But this one day I folded up a plane I copied from a paper airplane book. Launch time came and off it went. She climbed high and rolled nicely at the apex and started a nice circling decent, right at center court. It seemed forever before it circled the desk and landed right in front. It caught her attention and she stood up to see what it was, walked around the desk and picked up the plane. Of course she asked who's it was.. a distant muffled voice said, "Yours now".
It was the greatest flight since the Wright Bros. We laughted about that for days.
I can still see it as if it happened yesterday. But that was 1972.

 

that's a great story, that's the kinda shit i live to read. that's similar to my jr high, I think it was the city's high school back in the day for my parents generation. it had a classic old gym. and it had a new gym that was added onto the building. the old gym was a lunch room during the lunch hours. it was classic 2 story gym with a ring of seats around the 2nd floor, just like 1 or 2 rows up there. i can still hear the gym floor noise as you walked on it. b/c you'd leave the hallway - marble or brick or whatever and step into the gym and it would do that classic gym floor squeak with the wood planks. it smelled a certain way. i miss that gym and that building - they tore it down. at the front of the gym was a stage - typical gym stage. it had a brick wall at the back of it that was covered in written grafitti from decades! kids reading their parents grafitti was not uncommon.

i watched a youtube video of school pizza not long ago, i couldn't believe someone made such a video, but it brought back memories. this is exactly how our school pizza looked.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=40MvjFaTVzE

 

Ah man, I loved that school lunch pizza.

 

In the same jr high building, our's too had the newer part of the school up in front. And it too had a larger gym and stage.
Our old study hall/gym had no stage. But it too was all old georgous wood. Pillars dupporting the upper seating area. And yes, that old aged wood smell and creaking boards as you climbed the stairs and just walk across the floor. Classic for sure.
Ours too was tore down.

 

Didn't we all? But looking back, how terrible was it compared to real pizza! I still remember kids pontificating who was getting zits from eating it lmfao

or calling people with tons of zits "pizza face"

 

So...lunch time in jr. High...
Ah...the smells.
Well...in 1972 we had 2 lunch line choices. The 50 cent lunch or the 60 cent lunch. Rarely did I hit the 60 cent side. I went for the hamburg and fries side...but it came wirh a special set of hazzards...the buzzards.
The buzzards were the a-holes who spent their lunch money on cigarettes and had no money to buy a lunch, but they would surround the 50C line and as a victim would emerge, the buzzards would swoop down and snatch the french fries off your lunch tray. And even if you covered your fries with catsup, that didn't slow em down.
However, I got the bright idea to squirt mustard all over my fries and burger. So when I exited the buzzards would swoop down, but quickly recoil in horror. "Mustard?" "What kind of a retard puts mustard on fries?"
I did. And to this very day, I prefer mustard over catsup, hands down. It still makes my wife turn up her nose at mustard on fries...lol

 

I would have never thought to put mustard on fries but now i'm intrigued, i do like mustard. the burgers we were served were not good at all. they had little craters in the meat. I think people referred to them as soy burgers. yuck.

 

In the south mustard is a staple, I want mustard on my rueban and my corn beef meal, tater salad and when the wife makes fish her secret ingredient is mustard. Muscle cramps, suck down some mustard.

 

Remember, dial your own octane , gas was 19.9 at the time.

 

I wouldn't of thought of it either, but when catsup didn't slow em down, you are left with only 1 option...ok...let's try mustard.
It worked, so stick with what works....lol

 

Still is . And I'm over 400, 000 miles.

 

ROTFLMAO, if I had a magic wand you'd be licking green stamps and talking on a corded phone. Technology is deleting people and it doesn't feel good.

 

Remember trash can punch, everclear and floating fruit. lol , the girls who didn't want to drink but ate fruit and ended up plastered anyway.

 

the thing i remember about the lunch room pizza was the cheese and sausage or whatever else was on top, it could slide off in a sheet if you wanted it to or if you held it wrong or whatever. it didn't really stick to the crust.

our jr high had "ala carte" and then i think a regular lunch that was a fixed set of items. i think in the late 80s jr high lunch ran about $1.75. Which makes me wonder just how cheap it was to make that $1.75 lunch by them using bulk ingredients.

 

Late 70s, Texas, cheeseburger 55 cents , fritos pie 55 cents. I couldn't sit in front of a frito pie for MANY years later.

 

*Googles Fritos Pie*

 

Fritos, cover with chili, then cheese. Simple.

 

Slaughter Ball!

My Jr. High was also the old high school, with a double basketball court gymnasium with a divider between the two - boys on one side, girls on the other. We would play full court, with a huge bag of red rubber four-square balls. All bets were off, and EVERYONE was ruthless in trying to nail the guys on the other side.

Then came Title IX, and the divider was rolled away. We all thought that that was going to be the end of Slaughter Ball, until we found out that the girls were just as ruthless, and far sneakier about playing the game!