re: Small things that you will never do again but you miss for some reason

Walk down the driveway in my robe & get the newspaper.

Sitting at a big family event (Thanksgiving and/or Christmas) and hearing my uncles tell stories that had me captivated for hours.

And in high school I would ride over to my aunt and uncles and hunt during dove season. Cleaning them and being back home in time for supper and studying.

Had the whole world and didn’t even realize it. Those October afternoons when it would get a little cooler in south Alabama and those sunsets over peanut fields with the dove coming in six or so at a time.

Edited to add: I would have my shotgun in my car at school and would leave there and go straight to the field. And nobody thought anything about it.

I miss just having a weekend with no plans and the ability to do whatever I want. I don't have any plans this weekend, but I can't jist do what I want.

I was on the yearbook staff in HS. I convinced the admin we needed a darkroom to process our film and prints. Me and my buddy would lock the darkroom door and we just frick off for an hour. We may have or not invited some girls in there as well. i worked for the Cooperative Extensive Service at LSU. Same thing. Come into work hungover and just go into the darkroom to sleep. No one would bother you in there. I still got my work done but definitely took advantage of my autonomous setup.

Now everything is digital. No need for dark rooms anymore.

Piss like a 14 year old boy

Silly, but I had a great sense of balance from martial arts and other activities. Used to walk on top of things like fences or other structures to keep my edge. There was a stairway up the hill from old Graham to Pentagon with a hand rail that people often used because it was so steep. I laughed and walked the hand rail up and down the hill - because I could.
A girl saw me doing it saying, "look at the AH. Hope he falls and breaks his neck."
She is across the table from me now. :)

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Spinning records at a radio station. I was very good at it, but those skills are no longer needed

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Day drinking

I bartended at a college bar from 1985-89, four nights a week. I have acquired some other skills since then but I was a great fricking bartender. When you get in a rhythm it was like dancing. We cranked out the drinks like a sewing machine all the while doing shots, smoking cigs, getting high in the walk-in and working the yat chicks. It was glorious

I’ll never bartend again and now I don’t think I could even do it. Like a another life I had

Sliding down kudzu hills in cardboard boxes with the other neighborhood boys from low income apartment complex in Pickens SC