Other things I was reminded of today in regard to being old.
1) I remember what this ball sounded like on the playground when it slammed into somebody's ribcage during dodgeball.
2) I remember what a box of crayons and a jar of Play-Doh smelled like.
3) The ka-chunk sound when the 8-track went from one section to another. And worst of all when it broke a song in the middle while doing it. Worst offender I can remember? AC/DC Back in Black. The title song on the 8-track started in program 3 and continued to program 4. So you're rocking your ass off, the song fades out, KAA-CHUNK, then it fades back in.
4) The sound the Evel Kneivel stunt motorcycle made when you revved it up on its red launch pad
5) The way the gyro SSP cars felt in your hand when you moved them around after pulling the rip cord (see below)
6) Swinging so high on the metal swing set that the legs came out of the ground
7) Riding the carousel in the playground while somebody pushed it in circles until they fell. The hot metal spinner of death.
8) Waiting all year to watch Charlie Brown Halloween, Grinch, Rudolph and Charlie Brown Christmas
9) Spirograph and Lite Brite (which doubled as the control panel/communications board when you played Star Trek)
10) Leaving the house in the morning, running in just long enough for lunch (baloney sandwich and Kool-Aid) and then hauling ass back out the door. You had to be back inside for the night when the streetlights came on. Otherwise? Who gave a fuck where you were? Man, kids need that freedom today.