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I started a "these punk kids today" thread in GD, but they're taking me seriously (Original Post) Bucky Nov 2016 OP
Funny. Oh, and stay off my lawn! nt jonno99 Nov 2016 #1
I first signed onto the internet in 1979 and I've been here since. hunter Nov 2016 #2
Tell it, yes! Bucky Nov 2016 #3
Eighth grade. My mom was a radio person. hunter Nov 2016 #5
Ain't life beautiful and complicated? Bucky Nov 2016 #7
Some of the posters got your humor. femmocrat Nov 2016 #6
you want I should kick some punk kid ass, Bucky? Skittles Nov 2016 #8

hunter

(38,325 posts)
2. I first signed onto the internet in 1979 and I've been here since.
Sun Nov 6, 2016, 04:24 PM
Nov 2016

Would you like to hear a funny CalTech trash can fire story?

Bucky

(54,041 posts)
3. Tell it, yes!
Sun Nov 6, 2016, 04:32 PM
Nov 2016

But afterwards you have to promises me you'll log off and give your poor bloodshot eyes a rest.

Logged on for 37 years...sheesh. It's a miracle you're not blind

hunter

(38,325 posts)
5. Eighth grade. My mom was a radio person.
Sun Nov 6, 2016, 06:11 PM
Nov 2016

Some old radio engineer guy she knew, knowing I was autistic-spectrum-obsessive-compulsive about electrical things, gave me a big box of telephone relays and transistors and diodes and stuff. A few hundred pounds of stuff. Of course I decided to build a proper computer.

I'd already had some honorable mentions in the county science fair so this new computer made me "gifted," even more so once I'd built a somewhat reliable four bit BCD relay computer.

Hunter's computers, version Mark It's still that way.

I almost made it to State. (One of my kids made it to state, biology, thank goodness, taking after mom.)

So us gifted middle school kids got a field trip to Cal Tech. Free food in the cafeteria with our assigned chain-smoking irritated bottom-of-the-heap celebrated genius. Just ahead of me he threw a burning butt in the trash and I realized I could make more fire. A napkin, dropped just so...

There was fire!!!

I didn't learn any lesson from that. I didn't learn any lessons until almost the time my brother was picking shrapnel out of my back and we were lying to my mom how it got there. But definitely the time my girlfriend's girlfriend tried to kill herself in my bathtub. Very soon after I left some skin and blood on the streets of Berkley.

Relationship status: Complicated.

I quit high school at sixteen. Nevertheless I was allowed to participate in the soonest graduation because I'd been accepted to college and my grandma had cancer and she was dying, not likely to attend any more family graduations.

It's possible I'm one of the earlier anonymous people on the internet. There may be a nine track tape in a closet somewhere that will ruin me.



But I'm okay with the naked pics. I was hot. A mess, but hot.

Bucky

(54,041 posts)
7. Ain't life beautiful and complicated?
Mon Nov 7, 2016, 02:24 AM
Nov 2016

It sounds like you're doing it right, taking the winding path and jumping into the brambles every now and then.

Thank you for sharing that.

femmocrat

(28,394 posts)
6. Some of the posters got your humor.
Sun Nov 6, 2016, 07:15 PM
Nov 2016

Whadda ya want?

Actually we did do most of those things you mentioned. We were what people today would call "free-range" children.

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