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There used to be a phone number you would call to find out what time it was

that’s an ad nobody really did that

My grandparents used to save the newspapers up for like a month at a time. Don’t remember why exactly. I used to go over there and cut all the Calvin and Hobbes and Garfield strips out of the comics and glue or staple them to sheets of paper and make my own comic books.

When I was like 7-8ish I used to go catch monarch caterpillars in this vacant lot that was full of milkweed.

When I was about 10 I taped a cassette walkman with built in radio to my handlebars and would ride my bike around for hours listening to tunes.

Between 6-10 my friend and I would flood the sandbox with the garden hose and make little cityscapes with canals and stuff. We also collected acorns, nuts, berries and stuff like that and made little stashes “for emergencies”. We eventually realized nobody was going to eat that stuff and started hoarding real snacks.

We used to be heavy into rock collecting. I still am.

Nobody I knew ever had a full set of one type of action figure so we made up our own games with what we had and just pooled the batmobile with Gargoyles and GI Joes.

Legos. Fucking Legos.

We would ride our bikes to the little army/navy surplus store and buy a bunch of camo and other crap. They would sell you anything. Butterfly knives, tripwire, you name it. We would go rig the patch of woods in the neighborhood like we were planning some special ops and lie in wait wearing the camo and ambush the other kids. Nothing actually violent. We just got off on being sneaky.

Street hockey was huge

Yoyos, pokemon, pogs, toy guns…

When we got a little older, we would raid our parents garages and build weird shit. We made crossbows out of PVC, rubber bands and wood. We tried making potato guns. We all went through a serious phase of lighting things on fire or melting stuff. The dollar store would just sell us lighter fluid when we were 12.

I remember one of the first times I ever had money and was allowed to ride to a real store. Me and the neighbor girl were like “we are gonna go nuts and treat ourselves to some yummy stuff that our parents wouldn’t let us get”. She got a huge thing of flavored coffee creamer and I bought a brick of ungrated parmesan cheese since I loved the grated stuff so much. We figured out really quick why you don’t just chug coffee creamer or take a huge bite of parmesan cheese. It’s just too much!

Then we got heavy into rock and roll and the occult around 13.

Awful webpage designs with autoplay MIDIs and animated GIFs everywhere

I remember a drug dealing simulator that ran on graphing calculators in the early 2000s. That was a fun distraction in high school math classes.

Edit: Simple google search - Drug Wars (I played on the TI-86). What a time.

Just how boring weekends at home were. No internet yet, dog shit tv programming (hope you like Golf, MASH, or Land of the Lost). Stare at the walls or read a book. My family was anti vidya.

Pagers ushering in the age of always being online. Mom could send a page to Dad and then he knew to find a phone and give her a call.

Rewinding the VHS before returning it to the rental store

Memorizing the CCS skate catalog

Being able to buy realistic looking toy guns and brandishing them everywhere

Those shirts made of towel material

Switching to the other “real alternative ROCK” radio station whenever one goes to commercial to catch “Livin on a prayer” for the fourth time today

(A bit later) Calling home to have Mom look up MapQuest directions because I got lost

Making collect calls (reverse charge calls) and using the name prompt to tell my mom where I was and if I needed a ride home. This would avoid her having to accept the charges just for me to tell her where I was and if I needed a ride home.

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I worry about the connection between generations. With youtube and tiktok, kids aren’t really getting a lot of experience with the older generations’ media. I feel like cross-generation references are a big way of forming connections. But then again, I’m a millennial, and we love our reference humor.

my friends and I used to call up a local radio live talk show hosted by a douche and try to get on the air through subterfuge (fake name, interest in current topic) to say preplanned phrases.

when I was maybe 10-ish, I used to buy shitloads of Bazooka gum at the convenience store and read the enclosed the Bazooka Joke comics. in the 90s, they were 5¢ and that only amounted to a 1¢ sales tax if you tried to buy more than 3 in a single transaction. I would cram so much of that stale gum in my mouth I could barely even chew it. I remember when my friend and I discovered we could ride our bikes to a 7-11 by taking a dangerous shortcut and make the trip there in like 10 mins easy instead of 35 minutes of hills. prior to that, our ability to spend our bullshit little savings was controlled by trips to the store with parents who would veto candy.

I remember blowing like $5 on a ton of shit. like a giant slurpee, a huge pouch of purple “big league chew”, and 6 feet of hubba bubba bubble tape, a video game magazine. I remember riding back with a bag of complete garbage and thinking I had conquered the world. I think we sort of got in trouble once they realized our shortcut involved this sketchy as fuck section along a 2 lane highway with a 50 mph limit with no sidewalk or shoulder. real “why don’t kids play outside - this is the outside they built for us” times.

I used to also read the daily comics section of the local newspaper every day before school, even though it was mostly “Family Circus” type of unfunny garbage. like I would go out to the street in the early dawn and bring in the paper so I could read those shitty comics.

I am deeply bored by those “[insert generation here] is so weird!” type takes, and beyond bored of generationalism in general.

No, someone being born like 5 years before/after you does not make them someone you can’t relate to. Go watch fuckin’ Salad Fingers and then come back and tell me how bizarre skibidi toilet is.

Anyway to answer the question in the title I guess, uhhh… the game Heart of Darkness for the PS1 had some weird and cool visuals but also some very disturbingly uncanny cutscenes. I didn’t like it, because it made me uncomfortable and also because the game was way too hard, but it certainly stuck with me. I guess that makes it effective art.

Listening to Aaron Carter’s shaq rap on the radio

I feel like yo-yos were a real thing. I thought it was so cool when I learned how to “walk the dog”. Actually I remember a really skilled adult yo-yo dude showing up at the scholastic book fair to presumably sell us yo-yos? Fun times.

Live in ignorance of the genocidal empire and the oncoming collapse of the biosphere. We were wacky kids.