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When you can remember *programming* a computer with punch cards!

The most advanced programming was machine language.

OMG, 5454 - I still have a stack of cards somewhere with my very first Pascal program.

For the record, the program failed. I misplaced a semi-colon, if I remember correctly.

"You might be a hoarder if ..."

Circa 1973:

The next step after punch cards.

You downloaded music by calling the radio station and requesting as song, and then waited impatiently for them to play it so you could hit "record" on your cassette player.

Realizing the Camaro was born the same year as you were.

Knowing all the words to Bitchin Camaro, and you kids think you made up the song.

[This message edited by StillGoing at 1:25 PM, September 6th (Friday)]

I remember sitting next to my father watching TV. A program would end and he would ask me to go to the TV and turn the channel knob (which actually had numbers on it) to whatever channel he wanted me to change it to. The TV was at least a 3 foot by 3 foot square box and it the TV was a black and white TV. What color???? You have to be kidding me. We only got channels 2,4,5 7,11,13 and on a very good day 17. Even so, if there was a storm of any kind coming you could forget about channel 2 all together and 4 was a crap shoot. If you wanted to know what was on TV you got a TV guide in the mail. There was no channel that you could turn to and scroll to see what came on when. I remember that TV lasted forever and just wouldn't and wouldn't die. My father NEVER did get cable of any kind even when that huge monster of a TV finally did die. I honestly think we were the last house in my entire state that still had black and white non cable TV.

For all of this,.... myself, my sibling, and our neighbors spent countless hours playing outside. Oh the days!!! If I could turn back time I honestly would!

[This message edited by broken2 at 2:03 PM, September 6th (Friday)]

The other day while I was cleaning out the basement, I pulled out a box of pictures from college. My kids were in awe with the "little strips of brown see-through stuff" (aka film) and baffled at how pictures could come from them.

aesir and NIK, I remember those. And TR, your air raid siren looks like a tornado siren.

And as far as computers, you know you're getting old if you remember the Vic20 and Commodore64 wnd the max RAM was 64K.

Another sign you're getting old is you know what a slide rule is - maybe not remember how to *use* one but you know what it is.

Being able to remember.... what was I saying???

Oh, yeah! Having memories of "helping" my dad fix the tv when the picture started going on the fritz....

By opening the back of it, taking out the tubes, going down to the drugstore, testing those tubes on the machine they had there to figure out which one was bad, buying a replacement for the bad one, then going back home and putting all the tubes back in the tv.

Holding the antenna to the TV so you could watch a program because no matter how you adjusted it the picture was fine until you let go.

OMG! I came here to say..

Rabbit ears.

Rebreather - get out of my head!

I just got done yelling at my son because he had his headphones too loud, and he was going to "ruin his ears".

I immediately felt old and lame afterwards.

You didn't own a straightener when you were growing up and your hand held hair dryer weighed about 14 pounds and was the size of a boot box. Everybody had big hair. God I loved the 80's.

Knowing every word and musical note to "I Met a Boy Called Frank Mills", the most obscure song from "Hair".

I am depressing myself!

Edited to add: Garden Party, when I went to university, we didn't have hand-held hair dryers or curlers. We did however, groom our hair by sleeping on huge brush rollers or ironing with a flatiron. Jeesh, I am ancient.

[This message edited by lynnm1947 at 10:25 AM, September 9th (Monday)]

You find yourself using expressions like "kids these days" and "when I was a boy"

Yes, TR, and sayings like "Oh my God, I'm turning into my MOTHER!"