Missing my record player

Multiple record players, that is. There’s something about 45s that I miss. Not necessarily the sound, since all the clicking and popping didn’t add much to the experience. Maybe it’s just the fact that you had to commit to listen to the whole record before loading up another one.

Random videos from the 1980s

Back in the 80s, not everyone (no one?) had a cell phone or handy digital camera to record every moment of our lives from multiple angles. However, I did lug around a clunky Beta cam and managed to save a few minutes for posterity.

Rio Grande City High School, or at least the Middle School that occupied the same building after the new High School was built, burned down a couple of years ago, as many schools in the district are wont to do.

The Age of Marvels

I clearly remember picking out this magazine from the rack and shelling out the three bucks it cost. A bit pricey for those days (1981, 82?) but I definitely got my money’s worth. I must have read it dozens upon dozens of times:

I loaned it to friends, got it back, kept it in my locker, in my parent’s car, in the living room, in the kitchen, and literally carried it with my like a four-year-old carries a security blanket. During its first year of publication, Electronic Games magazine told and retold the history of video games (about 10-15 years worth at that time) over and over again, and soon enough I was an authority on everything in cyberentertainment.

Those were the days.

EDIT: This being the early days of computer geekdom, this mag had a couple of pages that could put you ahead of the curve in computer knowledge, which was basically non-existent. A little information went a long way back then, and soon enough a select group knew more about “computers” than any of the teachers in my school. Really, ANY of the teachers.

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