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Attention Signs you're getting old.

Someone has never been much into the whole A/V thing. At the old house I had a couple of Betamaxes and a couple of VHS' and a LaserDisc. All nicely stashed in a coat closet and all feeding a switch box. Along with the Yamaha receiver, a cassette deck, a reel-to reel deck, the super expensive CD player, and my good old Dual 1264 turntable. Yeah, had a fan system too. You could watch TV in any of three bedrooms and the living room. Or you could watch the same machine playing on all four TVs.

Did not have Surround Sound. That didn't exist beyond the Quad receivers and there really was not much media to feed that.

In the living room there was just a TV and a pair of speakers showing. Slick. Easy to vacuum around and not much to dust.

I had some Radio Shack remote control gizmos that received the IR remote and fed it to the closet over the cable co-ax.

Er, yeah. "I want to watch this." Kind of like StarTrek..... Geordi makes it work.

It's always been so. I'm cool.
 
When you are not old the doctor says;
Oh dear, you fell over.
When you are old the doctor says;
Oh dear, you had a fall.
 
Did not have Surround Sound.
I was into audio equipment at one time, but I never really did anything with surround sound. I think part of it was the feeling that other things in the system were more important to address first. And then, too, so much of what I watched predated surround sound, anyway. I also remember hearing people in the 2000s who argued for having separate systems (one for music, one for TV/movies) which made sense, although one obviously needs a big enough place so one has space to pull that one off.
 
I'm too young to remember 78 RPM records as a current thing, but they've interested me off and on since I was a teenager. I had a phase of actively wanting to play them when I was a teenager, although I never got very far with actually doing it. But I do remember one moment of playing a 78 with a turntable that wasn't really ideally set up for it. (Didn't have the right stylus--the 78 RPM record grooves were much bigger than anything ever used for LPs.) The record was a survivor in a set IIRC, and there was something captivating about it that I still remember nearly 40 years later.

Interesting, Rega--which makes a wide range of turntables--actually has one 78 RPM-only model.

 
While thinking of obsolete audio formats... Other signs you are old might be remembering using cassette tape as a primary audio medium.

Or one remembers 8-track.
 
One thing that is starting to bug me about getting old and is actually happening was not unexpected.

My Hubby the Cradle Robber is pushing 80 (what the actual fuck) all of a sudden. His father's side of his family lives to pushing 100. And he's getting something going on from his mother's side.... mental wise. I hear him on talking on the phone and I'm like WTF that's not how it happened. Just made up bullshit.

I got nothing. Just keep on going is all I know.

I don't want to go away from here.... to what? But I really feel trapped..

I'm in a not good mood today.
 
When you are with someone and talking about music. When I say that I grew up listening to The Beatles and the Mamas and the Papas and they reply, yeah, my grandparents mentioned them!
 
When you are with someone and talking about music. When I say that I grew up listening to The Beatles and the Mamas and the Papas and they reply, yeah, my grandparents mentioned them!

Or when you're talking to baby gays and you mention Judy.

"Judy who?"

"Judy! Judy Garland! Liza's mom."

"Liza who?"
 
Methinks Dorothy is a vestige of gay clubs/bars/drag shows. It's only a thing for the drag fans and Broadway musical bunch, who were the cinema and television reps for gays until recently. I'm a fan of the movie, although not Judy, and never associated the movie with my orientation.

Maybe that says something about the oppression of gays for so long and how difficult it made it to find our dream, our yellow brick road. Maybe it's a good thing younger generations have not identified with the angst and despair of Dorothy.

Never stopped to break it down before. Just wrote it off as drag queen schtick.
 
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