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Thursday, October 6, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
An Acceleration Down Memory Lane (Phases Part 1)
There is a degree of fondness that comes with looking back on the things of the past; it transcends enjoyment of just about anything else. I love revisiting all the things I used to love and either wondering how in the world I ever liked them to begin with or reveling in the great memories they create. I've had the opportunity to do this lately. I found the old Power Rangers episodes on Netflix. Despite how stupid the TV show really is, I smiled at the memories of sneaking over to one of the neighborhood kids' house to watch it or finally convincing my mother to let me see the movie when it came out. I remember my eyes widening in awe when one of the kids brought his Power Ranger gloves to school and was showing them off to all of us.
I had so many things that I grew in and out of as I grew up and there is a richness inside these memories that isn't characteristic of so many of the other childhood memories I've had. Back then, you almost loved these things as much as the people in your life. These days you can love your job, your car, your alone time, etc... As a kid you love your toys (For a lot of guys, that hasn't changed. The new toys are just much more expensive than the G.I. Joe you wanted so bad as a kid.). There is something so simplistic about the things we wanted back then that makes you long for those times. These days, if you want something, you have to work hard to get it. Back then, our parents just gave it to us (Although, sometimes we had to work to convince them to get it.).
When I was very little, I loved G.I. Joes when I was at my house but when I was at Chloe's I always played with Barbies. As I grew up a little more I would play Nintendo with my dad. Those are some of my best childhood memories. We would play what we called "Pows" with my dad on Nintendo (Strategically named after the big block labeled "Pow" in the middle of the screen.). When my brother got older he joined in on it too. My dad was always Luigi and I was always Mario. We weren't allowed to say words like "died" and "killed" so instead we used a word that only my dad could have crafted, "zoomie-zamied" when we lost. As game systems progressed, my dad grew less and less fond of them as the Sega Genesis and Super Nintendo came out. He played them with us occasionally but he didn't like Sonic the Hedgehog and Super Mario Bros. near as much as good ol' Pows.
During this same period we were also watching a ton of Disney cartoons. Movies like The Lion King and Aladdin were regular hits for Seth and I. My dad's favorite was The Jungle Book. If you asked him today, that's probably still his favorite movie ever. My dad worked a lot back in these days so time spent with him was coveted among all else back then. I really hate that growing up means, by definition, growing more independent and apart from your parents. As I grew out of these phases I picked things that had less and less to do with my mom and dad. I wish I didn't go through the phase where it was considered uncool to play Pows with your dad. Looking back, I wish I would've played Pows and watched The Jungle Book a lot more. I wish I could take 9-year-old brats and shake them and tell them how much they'll miss things like not playing catch with their dads more often. I suppose an important part of growing up is not being held too close to your parents and making your own friends...
I love you so much dad!
Memory Lane is the major street in Nostalgiacity. The street is lined with many emotional roller coasters but if you can find yourself enjoying them more than hating them then you're in a good position!
This has been another trip to Nostalgiacity...
:::::Soundtrack for this post is the Prospekts March EP by Coldplay:::::
I had so many things that I grew in and out of as I grew up and there is a richness inside these memories that isn't characteristic of so many of the other childhood memories I've had. Back then, you almost loved these things as much as the people in your life. These days you can love your job, your car, your alone time, etc... As a kid you love your toys (For a lot of guys, that hasn't changed. The new toys are just much more expensive than the G.I. Joe you wanted so bad as a kid.). There is something so simplistic about the things we wanted back then that makes you long for those times. These days, if you want something, you have to work hard to get it. Back then, our parents just gave it to us (Although, sometimes we had to work to convince them to get it.).
When I was very little, I loved G.I. Joes when I was at my house but when I was at Chloe's I always played with Barbies. As I grew up a little more I would play Nintendo with my dad. Those are some of my best childhood memories. We would play what we called "Pows" with my dad on Nintendo (Strategically named after the big block labeled "Pow" in the middle of the screen.). When my brother got older he joined in on it too. My dad was always Luigi and I was always Mario. We weren't allowed to say words like "died" and "killed" so instead we used a word that only my dad could have crafted, "zoomie-zamied" when we lost. As game systems progressed, my dad grew less and less fond of them as the Sega Genesis and Super Nintendo came out. He played them with us occasionally but he didn't like Sonic the Hedgehog and Super Mario Bros. near as much as good ol' Pows.
During this same period we were also watching a ton of Disney cartoons. Movies like The Lion King and Aladdin were regular hits for Seth and I. My dad's favorite was The Jungle Book. If you asked him today, that's probably still his favorite movie ever. My dad worked a lot back in these days so time spent with him was coveted among all else back then. I really hate that growing up means, by definition, growing more independent and apart from your parents. As I grew out of these phases I picked things that had less and less to do with my mom and dad. I wish I didn't go through the phase where it was considered uncool to play Pows with your dad. Looking back, I wish I would've played Pows and watched The Jungle Book a lot more. I wish I could take 9-year-old brats and shake them and tell them how much they'll miss things like not playing catch with their dads more often. I suppose an important part of growing up is not being held too close to your parents and making your own friends...
I love you so much dad!
Memory Lane is the major street in Nostalgiacity. The street is lined with many emotional roller coasters but if you can find yourself enjoying them more than hating them then you're in a good position!
This has been another trip to Nostalgiacity...
:::::Soundtrack for this post is the Prospekts March EP by Coldplay:::::
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