Dad Joke CCLXXX

Where do you learn to make ice cream? 

At Sundae School.

(I actually wonder how many kids would understand this joke today)

Or read a book, for crying out loud

Watch out for those special snow flakes

It can't happen too soon

Get offa my lawn, punk.

Old fart

As I clean up and sort through the lower reaches of Camp Borepatch, I find long lost wonders.  One was some Kodak slide carousels.  A couple were slides taken by my late Father-in-Law; the ex will be wanting these, no doubt.  One was slides taken by me no doubt on a vacation around 1990 or so - I posted some of these here, and these are very likely of the same vintage.

But one was slides.  As in, Presentation Slides.  On Network Security.  Circa 1994-1995.

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I'm trying to remember when I had these made and for which venue, but two decades are somewhat thwarting  my memory.

To add to the feeling of "old fartness", it seems that the crazy hipsters use the term "slidemanship" for something out of Mario Kart.  Back In The Day it was the process of establishing dominance over your audience by first establishing dominance over your projectionist.  Somewhere I have a hilarious writeup about that, which involves backwards slides, slides that are two pieces of film stuck together with wax that slide apart and de-focus when the heat of the lamp melts it, obscure references in Cyrillic typefonts ("Russian?  No, no - Bulgarian, old chap!").

Mario Cart, indeed.  Get offa my lawn, punks. 

Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl

Holy cow, how on earth is it possible that this was recorded 37 years ago?  LBJ was President, for crying out loud*.



That's an old favorite that's maybe turning into a new favorite.  Love this song.

* Go ask your parents, kid.

Park Se Young (박세영) - Shall We Dance

I found this entirely charming.  I assume that Miss Park is a Korean pop singer.  It's still entirely charming, even if it is pop.  Makes me want to foxtrot, actually.

Man, I'm getting *so* old

I went to the local pub tonight for an evening tipple (Fulles's ESB on tap, thanks for asking).  I ended up having a wonderful chat with two lovely girls, 21 and 22.  As the line from the movie goes, they were as fresh and full of promise as a martini in the moonlight. They took a "selfie" of them and me, no doubt to appear somewhere on the 'net.  No, we weren't doing anything untowards - I think I was their "Dad equivalent" for the evening.

But when did I get so damn old, that when sitting with two lovely young women I start thinking "these could make fine daughters in law"?  Bah.  As Doc Holiday said, "I'm in my prime" ...

This guy is my hero

Win.

Let's go back in time

I must confess that this is a hugely guilty pleasure for me; from an age where people were still figuring out how to shoot music videos*, when I was in my twenties (barely), had hair almost as good as Huey (almost), and when life was simple.  And had a shirt exactly like his in both videos).  Good times,good times.



This is the point where people roll their eyes at me.  I don't care.  Srlsy.  Because it's hip to be square.



Yes, I cut my hair.

* When people still shot music videos.