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Start here => Games => Topic started by: 'andersom' on June 09, 2015, 01:41:38 AM
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All of a sudden I remembered the massive aquariums from my childhood.
The GP had the best, in his waitingroom. It was really huge and interesting. Calming too. And with no appointments and times to wait exceeding an hour or two, it was good that it was there.
The local bank also had an aquarium. Almost as nice as the one of the GP. Kept kids calm and mesmerised while parents did their banking. Waiting time often was too short to the liking of me and my brother.
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Like those, random old memory; also interesting in what sparks them.
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What sparked mine was when I posted elsewhere that I had stepped in glass as a kid, and needed to get my foot checked every other week, because the wound acted "weird".
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^I did that when I was a kid, too. The wound got infected and I got a high fever and had to be rushed into the hospital.
Never liked aquariums, tbh. Poor fish.
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^I did that when I was a kid, too. The wound got infected and I got a high fever and had to be rushed into the hospital.
Never liked aquariums, tbh. Poor fish.
The small ones I don't like at all. The really big ones, that get taken care of properly, I love looking at them. Never had the urge to have one myself though.
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Reminds me of a story Kayleigh told me about their family aquarium. Kayleigh was home alone one day when she heard an ominous crack. Next thing she knew, the floor was wet and the aquarium was emptying fast. She got loads of towels to soak up the water so it wouldn't reach the carpet. Luckily the leak didn't go down too far and so the fish stayed where they were.
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Reminds me of a story Kayleigh told me about their family aquarium. Kayleigh was home alone one day when she heard an ominous crack. Next thing she knew, the floor was wet and the aquarium was emptying fast. She got loads of towels to soak up the water so it wouldn't reach the carpet. Luckily the leak didn't go down too far and so the fish stayed where they were.
Aaaarcchhh.
One day, the whole family was in best clothes, about to leave for a wedding. Then my father started running around asking who the heck was washing windows at this moment. Turned out that the massive aquarium of my brother had cracked, on the second floor. Water came through the cavity wall and went over the windows on both sides.
We were a bit late for that wedding. :M
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I knew there was a reason to not get an aquarium.
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Triggered by the active BD party I went to yesterday. Memories of riding a scooter. With thick air tires. Awesome memories.
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Stumbled on the internet on sales pictures of an old shop I used to buy bread for my grandmother as a little tyke. Always got some toffees there too. Now it is stripped bare, but still showing bit of what it was. The shop owner never changed a thing.
(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc445/hetiswat/Memory%20lane/jannie2_zpsl5dmgiv4.jpg) (http://s1212.photobucket.com/user/hetiswat/media/Memory%20lane/jannie2_zpsl5dmgiv4.jpg.html)
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And here is the building I learned to tap beer. Age 7 or 8, helping out during a summer festival.
(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc445/hetiswat/Memory%20lane/Nieuweroord%20dorpshuis_zpsyu7k9buh.jpg) (http://s1212.photobucket.com/user/hetiswat/media/Memory%20lane/Nieuweroord%20dorpshuis_zpsyu7k9buh.jpg.html)
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Those are great pictures, Hyke. I think it's cool stumbling across things like that first picture. The first job thread inspired me to look up pictures of the place I first worked again. I actually came across photos of that place over a year ago too when I had a brief obsession with looking at pictures of abandoned hospitals and prisons, and it came up in search results about creepy abandoned places in the US.
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Those are great pictures, Hyke. I think it's cool stumbling across things like that first picture. The first job thread inspired me to look up pictures of the place I first worked again. I actually came across photos of that place over a year ago too when I had a brief obsession with looking at pictures of abandoned hospitals and prisons, and it came up in search results about creepy abandoned places in the US.
It is weird to look at those pictures. There were pictures of the living space behind the shop too. Furniture still there. But no one living there any more. Almost all more personal stuff gone. It looks like it did 45 years ago, but now empty.
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Yeah, I like looking at stuff like that. It really is more weird of an experience when it comes along with memories, that's for sure. It's still weird too when it doesn't. Places like that are really interesting and I'd rather be in them but will settle for pictures. Some are like perfect time capsules, and some like more like broken opened and discarded time capsules. One time in a past job I got to see an aread of the building during an inspection I didn't even know existed. Part of it was used for document storage, but there was still a big old office area where it still had untouched décor and bits of furniture from the seventies. I wanted to hang out and just be there for a while, but I figured that would be a weird thing to ask. :autism:
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There are courses on how to doodle. :zombiefuck:
The house I grew up in was filled with doodles from my dad. I doodle, my kids doodle. School, phonecalls, spare time, all perfect occasions to doodle. One day kid got home with a test where she had doodled at the bottom of the page. (The bottom of the test had a printed grey border with white dots) The teacher had with red written "WHY!!!!??" next to the doodle. I saw it, and said that had I been the teacher I would have written "Why not?" at every non doodled border.
Teachers like that, is probably where those courses on how to doodle are aimed at.
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I saw this one when looking through a history site on the town I grew up in and clearly remembered staying there after a big snow storm knocked out the power at our house for four or five days in 1973, though taken before I was born the building looked the same when I stayed there.
(http://www.stamfordhistory.org/photomonth/roger-smith-hotel-pc-2.png)
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I like the neon sign.
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I like the neon sign.
So do I they don't seem to make them on that kinda scale anymore except for places like Las Vegas. The building is gone now torn down then something else built then that was torn down, I think Trump built on the site last
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I very much like the colours in that picture. They remind me of the 70s.
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They do.
When I see pics of me from the seventies, there is a similar colour haze over it.
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Getting all nostalgic, all of a sudden. :-\
Shouldn't have opened this thread.
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Getting all nostalgic, all of a sudden. :-\
Shouldn't have opened this thread.
But you did so embrace the nostalgia, here a movie related one just for you :green:
(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/97/StamfordCTAvonTheatre08042007.JPG/220px-StamfordCTAvonTheatre08042007.JPG)
I saw the Poseidon Adventure in this theater when I was five, it was the first real grown up movie I went to see. My sisters were babysitting me and wanted to see it I cried when Shelley Winters died something my sisters never let me forget :-\
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Awesome. And sad.
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A couple of years ago, I was dogsitting overnight at my boss's house, and the way the light came into the
bedroom from the night light in the hall, relative to my position in the room, reminded me of something
I'd long forgotten ... that I used to sleep in the room that ecventually became my brother's room. I suddenly
remembered what it was like, as a child of three or four, to have the light from the hall come in through
the doorway from a different direction than it did in the room I eventually moved into. If that makes sense.
It's awkward to explain, but anyway, the light in the hall reminded me vividly of something I'd lost. :)