Kooky Revelation of the Day
 

Kooky Revelation of the Day:
I have not and will not watch Ghostbusters because of my initial push-back against the horrific marketing blitz way back when. So now there is this one little cultural reference point of my generation, which I'm only aware of in a derivative way.

Your turn!

You are not a person. You cannot be a person anymore.

Thanks!

I want it live in the 70's. I want to go buy a Rush album and I want all of my friends to come over and listened to it on my turn table.


lol

That would be a great theme party. Bring your favorite vinyl.

oh yay! and goats and wide open spaces! I'd be in heaven. Minus the goats.

My friend has entirely redone her 1972 house in 1970s style. Down to the orange kitchen, pleated tupperware, goldenrod,and harvest bathroom suites, owl and mushroom themed ornamentation, huge wooly rug tapestry things on the wall (in shades of brown, natch)....and and entire 70s closet for the entire family, including roller sneaker things. All furniture, board games... everything.

I'm still not nostalgic for that part of the 70's. Don't think I ever will be.

We had a farm house. It looked like any other farm house, with white walls and french door to the sun room.

When my dad sold half the property he bought a double wide. It had green bathrooms. One large and one small bathroom off the master bedroom.It a swanky stand up shower. All three bedrooms had wood paneling. The wood paneling is the only thing I can think of garishly 70's, As for the green sinks. I've seen worse colors these days.

The living room had leather furniture and a round wood table and a wood buffet. The kitchen sink was green. We had a normal carpet, no woolly rugs, but I did see one once.

I was in everyone of my neighbors houses for years and years and never saw weird colors, or wallpaper. Maybe country folk don't get the latest fashions.

oh wait, I might have seen rodeo themed wallpaper in someones attic once. I never saw tupperwear though. Living with a bachelor dad with three kids we ate most everything so no need for leftovers. We only shopped once a month since it was quite a drive we just didn't go get more.

Funny thing is I live a couple of miles from where I grew up. Civilization isn't quite that far, but it is almost here, where I am with a little tiny mall type thing just down the road.

oh I know why! Out west, it takes so long to get the latest fashion, we were probably into the 80s before we knew what we were missing and thankful for it.

In the upper northwest, there were only two cities that mattered. That was Portland and Seattle. 31 years later,maybe we can add Eugene and a couple other cites in Washington.

yup, she has the wood panelling. they're tapestries more than rugs, but my british born-in-1970 self has not the correct vocab for these monstrosities... wall hangings with big wooly loops.

Colors are orange, brown, gold and avocado. She's the 1972 expert. Does nothing by half. Other friends who are old enough to remember verify it as authentic. But they are sane enough to want to forget it.... :lol:

Someone paid good money to have wood paneling installed and not torn down. :headshake

the 80s family before tried to cover it up, though... :lol:

No wonder you're a mess. You must have nightmares. All that orange, mush roomy woolliness. Tell her you don't like it and it makes you kooky.

My dad still has original wood paneling in the house I grew up in. Also brown semi-shag carpet. The rest of the house isn't so bad, but those two are awful enough on their own.

I think I have revealed all my kookiness already.
However I have held back some kinkiness still to be released at a later date.

:eek:That is freaking crazy. Next time you go over get some pictures.:D

Going Sat for Burns night. I was trying to find the link to the article the local rag did when they were only half done.

I can live with kooky by association. It's like a badge of honor. in orange.

She revels in showing me her latest hideous purchases to see my reactions. I even find some of them for her in the thrift store.

These are the owls I found -she emailed me this pic that her husband sent from his phone as he went in to buy them ....and this are the emails from her husband to me during and immediately after purchase

Wall hangings could be macrame, punch embroidery done with heavyweight rug yarn, or latch hook (although they would be merely shaggy, not loopy). Pictures would aid in identification. Are they just knotted bits of cord or is it loops coming out of some backing?

I'm surprised that there's no string art. The one of the owl was quite ubiquitous.

there probably is string art. yes there's macrame and latch hook and loopy things. All of the above crazy. I wonder if I can persuade her to come here and share with you all? I got into trouble for siccing the local paper on to her! Did I say anything bad that I wouldn't say to her face? :lol: She has a real job now, though.

I found the article, but rereading it, I won't post the link here without their permission. I have no such qualms about the pics and an occasional quote, though!


http://cllr.me/8oL

This was only partway done -the floor is now cork and the countertop is bright orange. All the way around And the hanging lampshade is replaced by one made of orange lucite chunks. A huge huge lampshade

You can just about see the tupperware and fondue collections on the shelves in the room behind.

http://cllr.me/DLX

family room now contains orange mock-pleather sofas. And LOTS more ornaments. But still the modern TV! :lol: (which they use to play 70s music)

We had string art... a ship, if I recall... and we had owls.... and latch hook carpet art on the wall...

Avocado tupperware, fondue set, etc.. good times.

I made string art in art class....5th grade I think.

Griff - let go of your anger. You are only hurting yourself.

Ghostbusters is a very funny movie. Besides which, you are missing out on a number of great movie quote opportunities.

owls, had em.
I invested so much energy actively avoiding the thing, I'd hate to waste that investment now. I allowed my offspring to see it so my shame dies with me but really what would be the point of watching the thing? :dunce:

There is no point, only Zuul.

Dana Barrett: [as The Gatekeeper] I want you inside me.
Dr. Peter Venkman: [referring to her radical change in personality] It sounds like you've got at least two or three people in there already, it might be a little crowded.

I love that decor from the 70s for THEIR house :heart-on:

That was my kooky revelation for the day

Well. You could look at it as spiritual growth. Or you could look at it as research - for really great movie lines that you can use in everyday conversation.

"Tell him about the twinky."

"All right. So. She's a dog."

"Yes, it's true. This man has no dick."

And dozens more.

Ghostbusters is so classic, lol! Don't cross the streams!

don't know if this is a "revelation" but -- one of my very first jobs was as an answering service operator where we used the old-style pbx exchanges with the cords that you plugged in. Just like Ernestine. I was awesome at it, too! And we dispatched taxis after hours, which is where I met my (now very ex-)husband. He heard my voice and had to come and check me out.

here's the second part of the story;

I was pregnant when I was working there (not by the guy I married), and I worked the swing shift by myself ending at midnight. One night, when I was nearing the end of my shift, I started to bleed. i got on the radio and asked my cabbies, um -- can anyone take me to the hospital? Please? I got a ride (bleeding all over the poor cabbies' seats), but here's the thing that has me shaking my head in hindsight: I felt I had to wait until my relief shift got there. Stupid--I could have lost the baby, and almost did anyway because I was early and bleeding. (My placenta had ruptured, and I had my BD#1 at 35 weeks the next day.)

I realize now my priorities weren't quite right there, but it turned out okay in the end

I can't ride a bicycle.
Neither can my husband.

When slicing sandwiches, I don't slice square across the middle, nor diagonally, but rather from 1/3 of the way along one side, through the centre, to 2/3 of the way along the opposite side.

ZG, you copycat.

I save the best french fry for last. Also, the best potato chip.

But they're best when they're hot, so by the time you're finished they might not be best anymore.

that's what I thought. Plus I always hope to have the self-will not to finish the portion....

I can't go to sleep if my legs are touching each other.

I'm the same way about my toes and fingers.

I give up. How do you keep your toes from touching each other?

foot gloves
http://www.seattlepi.com/dayart/2009...ivefingers.jpg

I have no kookie revelations to give. But i do want to say that Ghostbusters is an awesome movie. I saw at the time and loved it. I've seen it years later and still loved it. There are so many standout performances in that film! Superb comedy.

I totally fell in love with Bill Murray in Ghostbusters.

LIAR! :>>>

Our 3 year old totally agrees with you. He is completely obsessed with this movie.

In other news:

Thoughts of my impending mammogram (the first of my life) are interfering in my ability to both comprehend English and think critically.

Oh, shit. Good luck! (Is it okay to wish someone luck on their mammogram?)