Posts Tagged "nostalgia"

Pac-Man: The Untold Story of How We Really Played The Game

“The impressions of human desire are often left upon objects of their devotion or on the paths leading to where a sense of peace or pleasure can be found; i.e. the worn frets on a favorite guitar; the finger-smoothed ivory keys on an old piano; the ‘secret path’ in the forest blazed by decades of children that’s been ‘a secret path’ to other children for over 100 years.”

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New Year’s Eve Nostalgia

Liz and I opened a bottle of champagne on New Year’s Eve, and mostly just hung out watching TV. We were flipping around the local TV stations when it got closer to midnight, but there was nothing good on… so we ended up switching over to YouTube at some point (I honestly can’t recall the last time we actively tried to watch TV or cable outside our Playstation).

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Alice in Chains: I Stay Away

I got into them when I was very young, high school I want to say. I remember putting my cassette of Facelift in my car, as I drove around Indianapolis. But Jar of Flies has a much more subdued feel to me. I can’t recall if this was made during the acoustic craze of the early 90’s, or just something the group did. But for whatever reason, I always think of Fall when I hear these songs.

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Losing My Head

A week ago, when we were throwing a lot of stuff away, one of the things I finally decided to get rid off was my old tennis racket. I got this while I was in high school, back when I was actually playing tennis with some regularity. I was never very good – and came one or two spots shy…

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Remembering WarGames

It’s odd that I’m still so terrible at remembering some things – people’s names, for example. Or birthdays. But by god, there’s a small part of my brain that has expended considerable time and effort to allow me to remember that the password to access David Lightman’s imaginary school computer is ‘pencil’.

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The Sadness of Cartoon Nostalgia

When I say “build,” I really do mean build – they were down in the basement, constructing this large valentine out of nails and 2×4’s. And the thing that’s distinctive in my mind is that right before the parents return home and open the door… the family dog jumps through the valentine, utterly destroying it.

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