librarysciences:[via uhhinternet, blackandwtf].
Just started following a blog (goodolddays) whose writer has a penchant for old 1940’s-50’s American culture like I do. This is incredibly exciting in a way that’s so geeky I could only blog about it myself.
I would go so far as to say that I wish I could go back in time and be a 19 year old either in the ’20s or ’40s, but then I realize that I’m Japanese and neither of those timeframes really work out… :/ But why my obsession?
I didn’t grow up in an “American household” - English wasn’t even my first language. No one in Japan was ever like, “Hey, look at these, these are cool” because they were obsessed with modern American culture, something I didn’t particularly care for. I loved going to the library and seeing what my town looked like then, what people looked like then, what music they listened to (my oldies collection is EPIC). I loved Grease. I loved black and white. When I got dial up, I surfed photos of my favorite places as they were… on 28.8kbps. How is it that a little Japanese kid becomes so generationally and culturally displaced? A lot of families in America have personal memorabilia from these era and really don’t see how interesting it can be which bums me out a lot, because I would kill for glimpses like that from my own family (whose photos/records lay destroyed - thank you WWII carpetbombs).
Nevertheless, I love this girl’s blog.
Haha good lord! However, this does bring to mind the D. Ford Movie Night Misunderstandings that have occurred throughout...
Just started following a blog (goodolddays) whose writer has a penchant for old 1940’s-50’s American culture like I do....
I wants me some careless women
also when he’s not dancin
TRUTH. When we want to dance- WE WANT TO DANCE.
You hear that, bitches? Shut your pie hole when he’s dancin’.
When a man dances he wants to dance.
when a man dances, he wants to DANCE, damnit!
Well said - “don’t talk while dancing”. Also, don’t cut through the middle of the dancefloor/circle, especially if you...