The Future Is Now
I remember when my parents brought home our first car with a digital clock. It was fantastic! Like science fiction became reality on the way to church. This must have been around 1989. At about the same time some of us kids saved up our allowances to buy digital watches. Now we had the convenience of military time as close as our wris . . . Wait, where's my watch? Who stole my watch?!?
Tony, the oldest and most privileged, had the exclusive opportunity to acquire a digital calculator watch. This, if you remember correctly, was the cream of cool. And Casio was the only calculator watch one could where if one desired to run with the elite. It was like you had the power of James Bond on your wris . . . Wait, who stole my calculator watch?!? Oh, there it is. You could calculate ages, figure measurements, add numbers, spell out SHELLOIL and BOOBS, or any other nearly magical activities. Of course, you need to have decent fingernails or a handy pencil in order to press those tiny rubber buttons. Still! A digital Calculator watch! Imagine it! You don't have to. You can order one from Ebay right now . . . Wait! Where's my bank card? Mom, Tony stole my bank card!!!! Oh, there it is.
Tony, the oldest and most privileged, had the exclusive opportunity to acquire a digital calculator watch. This, if you remember correctly, was the cream of cool. And Casio was the only calculator watch one could where if one desired to run with the elite. It was like you had the power of James Bond on your wris . . . Wait, who stole my calculator watch?!? Oh, there it is. You could calculate ages, figure measurements, add numbers, spell out SHELLOIL and BOOBS, or any other nearly magical activities. Of course, you need to have decent fingernails or a handy pencil in order to press those tiny rubber buttons. Still! A digital Calculator watch! Imagine it! You don't have to. You can order one from Ebay right now . . . Wait! Where's my bank card? Mom, Tony stole my bank card!!!! Oh, there it is.
posted by Stephen "Steve" at 8/07/2004 12:23:00 AM
5 Comments:
Yes, being the oldest DID have its privileges, but I still have not received a new SandMan (Star Wars figure). Wait! Who left my SandMan outside, in the driveway? Oh! There it is, in pieces. Now, do you call this privileged or abused by younger siblings?
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Justin here, why won't it let me log in as myself? Damn this blogspot.
I had one of These Qbert watches and boy was I the most popular kid in the back of the class.
Tony, I knew you would bring that up. After Marigold read the post we talked about how paranoid growing up in a competitive household was. She apparently has no experience similar to the life changing ones you had with The Sandman and The Donuts. I think there was a squirting flower too . . .
Why won’t let some things go? Release you anger. Live free of your restricting bitterness.
OK, I forgot about the flower but now that you have brought is to my attend, I finally now know who took it, so can I have it back??? And the only reason the donuts and sandman where brought up is that mom and dad reminded me this past weekend about it. I don't think they want me to forget about it. Silly parents. And just to let you know I am actully bidding on the items that you can click on the last entry that I did. So if I win the bid for the sandman all will be resolved. Have a good ome you Army sweat shirt thief...just kidding
Tony