Tag: nostalgia

I do have regrets. Lots of them.

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I often like to say that I try to live my life with as few regrets as possible, and I often boasted about how few regrets I had in my life.

I think I’ve been fooling myself for as long as I’ve been saying that, because when I really think about it, I know that I’ve got a lot of regrets out there, and me claiming that I don’t have them really isn’t doing me any favors.

The video above was something I saw at trivia earlier in the week, and it’s been stuck in my head since. Admittedly, I kind of think Call Me Maybe is kind of catchy and I think Carly Rae Jepsen is cute as hell even if she’s probably like ten years younger than me, but I have to say that I loved this vintage cover video of Call Me Maybe. I’m not sure why it is, but I’m a big fan of 1920s vintage era stuff to begin with, so this was completely up my alley.

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Photos: Clearwater, Hogan Beach and baseball

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I made a spontaneous trip down to Tampa, Florida, because my boy James said he was going to make the trip up to Clearwater to visit the Hulk Hogan Beach Store.  Frankly, I couldn’t see myself visiting on my own and I’m not sure to who I would be able to force come along, so this was an opportunity that I was not willing to pass up.

As for the store itself, it was pretty much the Hulk Hogan Nostalgia Center located on the Beach for all intents and purposes, filled to the brim with Hogan-related memorabilia, souvenirs, crap on the wall, as well as a huge variety of t-shirts and other chintzy things that all have Hogan’s likeness all over it.  And tons of yellow, it was like Asian camouflage in there.

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Lowered expectations

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The impetus: State of Georgia’s HOPE scholarship AKA the free in-state school tuition available to children with a B average, has lowered the grant qualifications from a 3.0 B average to a 2.0 C average.

You know what I had coming to me when I brought home C’s?  An ass-whoopin.

Okay, maybe not a real ass-whoopin, but I certainly would have preferred an ass-whoopin if it meant I didn’t have to deal with the mind-fucking my mom would give me with her disappointed behavior and passive-aggressive self-loathing at raising such a mediocre child.  When your own mother doesn’t really want to talk to you because you brought home a C, it makes you feel a little bit like shit, and develop a complex for getting C’s, let alone anything worse.  C’s may as well have been F’s, because it really didn’t change the way my mom acted.

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Why would Ted DiBiase wrestle in his suit?

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While at my parents’ house, I discovered that they had unearthed a lot of my old toys that still existed in the bowels of the basement, for my nephew to play with.  As much as my three-year old nephew was disinterested in a bunch of action figures that he had no idea of whom they were, I was just as ecstatic to take a trip down memory lane of the things I once shelled out money to buy and actually play with when I was still a kid.

Among these figures were all my old WWF action figures, and today’s post is going to be dedicated to just one of those figures: The Million Dollar Man, Ted DiBiase (series 2).

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R.I.P. Springfield Mall, 2012

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Around this time last year, I went to Springfield Mall, and took a stroll down memory lane. It wasn’t much of a stroll, because 70% of the mall was closed, and the whole place was this cemetery of drywall monuments, where all the stores were like tombs and mausoleums of what was once a bustling place of commerce and social gathering. But at least back in 2011, it was still a place where I could actually go inside, walk around, and reminisce about older times.

The photo above is Springfield Mall as of November 2012.

Springfield Mall, for all intents and purposes, is dead.

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I had no idea that this ever happened

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I can comfortably say that I watched a lot of The Wonder Years when I was younger. I thought I pretty much saw every single episode. Either I really hadn’t, I really don’t remember everything as vividly as I thought I did, or maybe both.

Seeing Kevin Arnold get cockblocked or fuck up with girls is nothing out of the ordinary throughout the entire course of the show, but there’s absolutely no coming back from this one.

Not only does Kevin Arnold get cockblocked, but he gets cockblocked by none other than fucking Zack Morris. I had no idea that Mark-Paul Gosselar ever had an appearance in The Wonder Years. And to no surprise, Zack Morris absolutely dominates in his brief cameo in The Wonder Years. Not only does he look like he’s six years older then Kevin Arnold, but he just straight nuclear cockblocks Kevin Arnold, right in front of him. That’s some gutsy shit right there.

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Do not want

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Since I’m going to be up in NOVA this weekend, so that I can watch baseball, meet Hacksaw Jim Duggan, be reminded of how old as fuck I am at Otakon, meet the Green Ranger, and watch more baseball, I thought about hitting up Malibu Grill, for old times’ sake. The good one, the one in Falls Church, the one that really started it all. Not the one in Fair Lakes, the one that used to be the Bertucci’s where I used to work when I was 16, the one that ultimately ended up turning into half a Chinese restaurant.

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