It seems no matter what we do all roads lead back to the future. Like for instance: Didn’t we "duck and cover" once already? Did we not build bomb shelters already? Where are they now?
We were watching a CD (yes, even those are now Blu-Ray CD’s…sheesh.) of the Ed Sullivan Show (the early Beatles) including the "old commercials." Huh. I did'nt know Anacin could be used to fight depression too…and I saw Pillsbury commercials for products we still use today! I’m talking Crescent Rolls, Buttermilk Pancake Mix and the likes. Wow!
We also noticed the show "America’s Got Talent" is very much like The Ed Sullivan Show. Weird acts you would not see anywhere else. Before retirement we used to mark the passage of time by TV shows on a certain night. I see now, after retirement, we measure time by certain shows on certain nights. (Summer still stinks when you are watching TV.) I suppose any time you watch Dead People is a good sign you are still alive!
Speaking of "Back to the Future", just got back from our County Fair! Talk about a theme, "Rooted in Tradition" was the tag-line. I suppose you could say the more things change the more they stay the same. We saw the old-time things like a Flea Circus. The only difference was we are older, and the man who ran it was a "Nuclear Scientist." The problem came when he said it was his father who retired from the same place my husband worked. Of course we let him dig the hole deeper…I mean what kind of people would we be if we didn’t? (Don’t answer this question.)
While standing in line for the Ferris Wheel we noticed the mix of people…(the announcement over the loudspeaker was one I wish I recorded, but hey…it had something to do with confiscating weapons, not wearing "gang" affiliated tattoos or clothing…the announcement was in SPANISH. My husband remarked how expensive it was to buy a corndog…3 different prices 5$, !0$, and $15…for one. How does a family do it?. I hate to mention it, yet at nearly 1 dollar a ticket for the midway games, I feel lucky to have a red, happy face thing (small, a pillow in the shape of a bad emoticon?) made in the USA. Granted it was a consolation "gift" for missing a balloon with a dart. Oh well, at least it won’t die like the goldfish someone else won.
So much for observations at our fair, I was lucky to last 3 hours and eat "watermelon deep fried on a stick" (heavy for balancing on a stick with arthritic hands) and a corndog without throwing up…like a kid we saw on a violent ride. Since when are rides so violent? I suppose it is a matter of perspective…once I began losing my layer of fat…uh-oh.
In closing, I opened a furniture catalogue and saw a bed painted black. Ok an iron bed. What startled me was that I purchased an antique iron bed in 1989, and painted it black when I moved in 2004. Wow! It really does feel like "Back To The Future."