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I don't recall much from 2000 -2014

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It's all been one big blur.

Seriously.


Highlights for me during the last 14 years were having a real girlfriend in 2003 (who never said no to sex) and turning 40 in 2006.

Other than that I remember little.


Of course I haven't forgotten Thunder Bay.


Life is speeding by boyz.


Speeding.

Jean-Louis will get his drivers license in 2030 a mere 16 yrs away, I'm gonna feel real fukkin old then.
 
feel same way. Everything after 1990 esp in pop culture kind of a blur, cant tell if it happened 5 years ago or 25.

Was thinking the other day: Tara Lipinski, still competes in the Olympics right? Come to find out her last and prob only Olympics were in 1997 :facepalm:
 
Lol. You guys. I feel the same way. New experiences slow down time though....weeks with mom fly by like days but this week has felt like a month. Worse as you get older.....how old are you Reno?
 
As a kid I never thought school would ever end. 4 years of highschool was the longest 4 years of my life.

I still remember that warm summer day in May of 1984 after writing my last exam and walking out the back door of my highschool in Toronto for the last time as a student. Was and still is a very emotional feeling.

As for time flying by I really should remember more, I've experienced the deaths of many family and friends since 2000 and it seems like yesterday. Those people are now becoming distant memories.

My first death experience was as a kid in 1976 when my uncle killed himself at 19, I can barely remember him nowadays.
 
AS a kid I never thought school would ever end. 4 years of highschool was the longest 4 years of my life.


I still remember that warm summer day in May of 1984 after writing my last exam and walking out the back door of my highschool in Toronto for the last time as a student.
. You are an interesting feller Plommer. You should write a book....might help u fill in some blanks
 
now you gonna make me cry Plommer

Let it out pal. We're here for you.

:buddy:


IAG
. You are an interesting feller Plommer. You should write a book....might help u fill in some blanks
You know, I don't really want to fill in the blanks, I actually prefer to not remember. This is one reason I have not held on to many old photos, they bring back powerful memories and realizing that they are just that can make me sad.
 
Here is a photo I snagged from a female facebook friend I went to school with.

GRADE 8 GRADUATING CLASS from Heatherbrae Middle School (7 Classes)
Principal: Mr. Willson
Vice Principal: Mr. McGhee
Picture taken in September 1979


Plommer is third row from top, third from left.

Very "white" school I attended in Toronto. We were lacking in minorities, lots of Italian kids though.


Looking at the photo I brings back memories. Especially because this group was split up and went to two different high schools due to boundaries. Those of us that lived on the East side of Kipling ave went to one school and those on the west side went to another. It was like a 60/40 split.

Lots of crying going on at the end of that school year.

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Last year I finally collected all of my old backstage passes and put them into a photo album. I have worked so many concerts. What is odd is that there are many of them I have 0 recollection of ever being at, let alone seeing the concert. I guess some of them I was so busy or tired that I did not have time to process ever being there in the first place.

When I was looking thru my stuff I also found the journal that we had to write in English class when I was in Grade 13. It is strange reading your own hand-writing and not remembering when you actually wrote it. You recognize the hand-writing, but that is about it. I was a classic, unhappy teen, who really wanted out of his one horse hometown.
 
Last year I finally collected all of my old backstage passes and put them into a photo album. I have worked so many concerts. What is odd is that there are many of them I have 0 recollection of ever being at, let alone seeing the concert. I guess some of them I was so busy or tired that I did not have time to process ever being there in the first place.

When I was looking thru my stuff I also found the journal that we had to write in English class when I was in Grade 13. It is strange reading your own hand-writing and not remembering when you actually wrote it. You recognize the hand-writing, but that is about it. I was a classic, unhappy teen, who really wanted out of his one horse hometown.

Although I wasn't a fan of school (I wasn't dumb, just bored) I gotta admit growing up in Toronto was a fukking totally awesome experience. As students we got to go on so many school trips to see and do interesting things. As a matter of fact I don't recall any of the girls having an unwanted pregnancy back then. Not saying it never happened but if it did it was well hidden. I'm talking about highschool.


IAG
Looks like your eyes were closed. No wonder u don't remember thinga
I was short and chubby and got bullied quite a bit up until around 1983 (grade 11) when I grew to a muscular 6ft tall and never forgot about the bullies that enjoyed picking on me when I was a shorter fatter fuck.

I got in to a few fights as a teen and one time beat the shit out of my biggest antagonist. I was terrified, not of the pain, but of being humiliated, which made me a motivated opponent. I won fights I though I was gonna lose, realizing early on that fear is the best motivation.

Those guys (the bullies) never fucked with me after that, quite the opposite.

Good times.
 
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Great thread man.

I can remember significant changes in career, women, etc. Family get togethers. Some moments that I'm not sure why I remember them so well then others I would think I would remember with perfect accuracy but I just don't. I don't remember names well at all and faces to an extent but I do remember the look in someone's eye and their mannerisms/voice very well. Signs for places like photos. Trends. Technological advances. Wounds and repercussions. Accomplishments and the state of mind that follows. I like to think that quantity and quality of wisdom and freedom of spirit have been gainful since 2000.
 
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