tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post3156704651009156511..comments2023-09-26T09:35:39.891-04:00Comments on Tammy's Thoughts: Feeling NostalgicStrongblkwmnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01943807196468824583noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-66873921288223724942008-10-09T14:01:00.000-04:002008-10-09T14:01:00.000-04:00Too funny @ what lamika wrote.Too funny @ what lamika wrote.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02904024507867487521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-68909409005451647912008-10-08T23:22:00.000-04:002008-10-08T23:22:00.000-04:00Those WERE some good times...I had a Gumby hairsty...Those WERE some good times...I had a Gumby hairstyle at one time..Then I had a "Box" cut..and my wife used to wear Gazelles (Remember them??) and those large guady ear rings..We were so young then..I can still hear -"Cool it now" and "Mr. Telephone Man."Keithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17325582825431855883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-80925282188178715982008-10-08T18:10:00.000-04:002008-10-08T18:10:00.000-04:00The 80's were indeed the bomb!OMG. Was definitely ...The 80's were indeed the bomb!<BR/>OMG. Was definitely a different time.<BR/>I remember park jams, block parties (in Queens) Adidas and Pumas, the album Thriller, which I had on a cassette that I played over and over in my Walkman til it snapped. Then I just taped it and would have to use my finger to push past that part in the song every time I listened to it. <BR/>I was independent and bad ass with a job at Merrill Lynch (receptionist) and my own apartment at the age of 18. Life was one long party for me back then. Couldn't tell me DIP!<BR/>Was just the beginning of discovering myself and life back then!<BR/>Thanks for the memory! ;)The Fitness Divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07616336355234339736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-23050159071653133902008-10-08T18:09:00.000-04:002008-10-08T18:09:00.000-04:00Confession Time. I got a name belt for Christmas t...Confession Time. I got a name belt for Christmas two years ago. Trying to hold on to a little of my adolescence. I WISH I still had the tapes. I may have some Frankie Crocker (The Chief Rocker) on tape somewhere but that's all.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the memories and the escapeSLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06730433154344252585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-67405455049973760312008-10-08T17:54:00.000-04:002008-10-08T17:54:00.000-04:00My daughter's a hater!Wow slc! Memories, memories...My daughter's a hater!<BR/><BR/>Wow slc! Memories, memories, memories. I had a black bomber, grey sheepskin coat and hat, a gang of Lee jeans with the permanent crease, and I can't believe I forgot my name belt.<BR/><BR/>I think I still have some Mr. Magic tapes that I recorded off the radio.Strongblkwmnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01943807196468824583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-52721378723227589022008-10-08T16:09:00.000-04:002008-10-08T16:09:00.000-04:00Memories of lumberjacks, battles between Busy B an...Memories of lumberjacks, battles between Busy B and Moe D, Leather bombers, Sheepskin coats, Lee Jeans, Name tags, Mr. Magic on WBLS on Saturday night........ <BR/><BR/>Paterson New Jersey Native)SLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06730433154344252585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-75539898736689233402008-10-08T09:20:00.000-04:002008-10-08T09:20:00.000-04:00I have two words for the 80s: crack epidemic.I have two words for the 80s: crack epidemic.Lamikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03376162105313812657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-25516802854284956532008-10-07T21:01:00.000-04:002008-10-07T21:01:00.000-04:00I don't want to go back , but it's fun to look bac...I don't want to go back , but it's fun to look back.Strongblkwmnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01943807196468824583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-58327570499065035292008-10-07T19:59:00.000-04:002008-10-07T19:59:00.000-04:00Ooooooh I was so young and naive back then. Would...Ooooooh I was so young and naive back then. Wouldn't want to go back there, not even for a free concert. (smile)<BR/><BR/>I'm right where I want to be grown up and all.A Free Spirit Butterflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15875209868146874354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731199254031995617.post-56785559774930353272008-10-07T18:48:00.000-04:002008-10-07T18:48:00.000-04:00I couldn't help but laugh where you spoke of the w...I couldn't help but laugh where you spoke of the words of your father. Same here, I now find myself reflecting upon how the older generation didn't understand what I now can't seem to understand for the life of me.<BR/><BR/>I remember and enjoy the nostalgia post. They take me back to a place and time when the air was much fresher and attitudes were more promising.<BR/><BR/><BR/>New Edition and real hip hop music flooded my childhood. Great post.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02904024507867487521noreply@blogger.com