Using my blog to try and make the world a better place. If I can help someone forget their troubles for a few minutes a day, it's all worth it.

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):
I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream of warm impermanent sand. So the days flow through my eyes but still the days seem the same. And these children that you spit on as they try to change their world are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through.

Saturday, March 06, 2010

For Cal:

Cal reminded me of lawn darts (a.k.a. "Jarts"). My grandparents had a set (the same issue as the green box above), although I have to 'fess up that I was really bad at it. Back then we had no idea how dangerous these things were. No clue you could get hurt, no one thought about that stuff. That was what was so great about back then, life seemed less dangerous, and less complicated.

6 comments:

Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...

see...I knew you had it in ya brother. Welcome back to the dark side.

joe said...

;^)

Noe Noe Girl...A Queen of all Trades. said...

I still have my lawn darts. Watch out!
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joe said...

Any tragic incidents you'd care to share??

Little Brown-Haired Girl (LBHG) said...

We loved Jarts and we still play them in the summer! What's more fun than throwing something pointy and deadly at your little brother? :)

blueroc85 said...

My grandparents had a set of these... my cousin (who is three years older than I) and I used to see who could throw them the farthest. I don't remember the adults ever worrying about us playing with them. I have seen the newer version of jarts and they are plastic...took all the fun out of them!

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