Yeah, the 70s Were Something Weren’t They?

I don't know what it is, but this week I have been having many 70s flashbacks. Today everywhere I was went I heard 70s songs on the radio. Maybe I just want to go back to a simpler time when I didn't have to pay bills and be all adult and stuff. I suppose we all have those times. I'm ready to hand in my driver's license and go back to being a kid. Being an adult really sucks sometimes.

Someone sent me this hilarious email that is supposedly someone’s blog entry. I totally wish I had written it. THIS is the kind of writer I want to be. The kind of writer that writes stuff so funny it makes milk come out of your nose. I sent it around to all my friends, so you’ve probably already seen it by now, but in case you haven’t, I’ll post it here. I probably shouldn't because it's some kind of copyright infringement, or whatever. I would give credit if I only knew who wrote it.

Oh wait. It's a moot point now. I can't just copy and paste it here because of the pictures. Well, if you missed the email, let me know and I'll forward it to you. Everyone that wrote me back about this has had a story to tell. Whether you wore Toughskins, or Garanimals, you totally thought you were stylin’ in whatever it was.

Since I was wandering down memory lane I did a couple of Google searches. Did you know they still have Garanimals? There stuff is still cute. I loved my Garanmials. I wish they still had them for the style impaired. Namely, me. I am terrible at getting clothes that coordinate on my own. Lately I have taken to buying outfits that are already together rather than try to find a top and a pair of pants that go together okay. I figure having matching socks is a major fashion statement for me these days, so anything else would make me a supermodel!

And check this site

Here are the lyrics to one of my favorite songs on the subject. Thanks Mark Wills!
Thanks to You Tube, I can provide you with the link to the video! Enjoy!

I saw Star Wars at least 8 times
Had the pac-man pattern memorized
And I've seen the stuff they put inside
Stretch Armstrong

I was Roger Stauback back in my back yard
Had a shoebox full of baseball cards
And a couple of Evil Kinevil scars
On my right arm
Well, I was a kid when Elvis died
And my mama cried

Chorus:
It was 1970- something
In the world that I grew up in
Farrah Faucett hair-do days
Bell bottoms and 8-track tapes
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1970-something

It was the dawning of a new decade
When we got our first microwave
And Dad broke down and finally shaved
them old sideburns off
I took the stickers off of my Rubix cube
Watched MTV all afternoon
My first love was Daisy Duke
In them cut off jeans
A Space Shuttle fell out of the sky
And the whole world cried

Chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1980-something

Now I got a mortgage and an SUV
But all this responsibility
Makes me wish sometimes
Sometimes....

chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin' back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was 1980-something

1970-something
Aw, it was 19-Something