Posts Tagged ‘nostalgia’

Gaming Guardians

Tuesday, October 9th, 2007

has been producing web comics for… well, forever. I was reading through the Gaming Guardians archives and found an episode with ‘me’ in it! OK, not me… but my name.

Check it out!

DragonLance Chronicles

Wednesday, September 26th, 2007

1985. Val Halen was making me Jump and The Boss was regaling me with Glory Days. It was a good summer. It was the summer I discovered DragonLance.

I was at Camp Hunt, in Hubbardsville, NY. I had a month of fun, hanging out with my best buds. Mike Jackson (not the singer) slipped me a copy of a book called Dragons of the Autumn Twilight. It was like crack for my young skull full of mush. Two days of furious reading and I was hooked.

2007. My wife asks me to bring the kids down to the library. No problemo; I love the library.

I treck on down to the DuPont branch of the Pierce County Library System, walk in the door, and what to I see? The library is unloading three near-mint copies of the first printing of the DragonLance Chronicles series. Price? $0.50


That ‘first’ song.

Wednesday, September 5th, 2007

‘Glory Days’ by Bruce Springsteen.

It’s probably not the first song I remember, but it’s the first one I have a distinct memory of. I was riding with my Uncle and cousin up to their house in the Catskills. It was just the three of us, crammed in the cab of his pickup. Billy (that’s the cousin) turns the radio over the PXY 106, and ‘Glory Days’ starts up. It was a perfect moment, the three of us driving by corn fields and apple orchards, singing along with the Boss. Good memory.

Watch out for the Munchies

Sunday, August 5th, 2007

I’m watching Boondock Saints, trying to get motivated to write. Instead, I’m getting the munchies. All I can focus on it the fact that they’re sitting around eating pizza. Hmmm–what I wouldn’t give for a nice slice of pie right now.

I miss food. Real food, not the stuff I eat every day out here.

I want to go to Joe’s Pizza in Phili and grab a slice. And let’s not talk about the cheese steaks! Too painful.

Or Charlie’s in Trenton; they have the best tomato pie I’ve ever had. I want a slice that’s so big I could cover my face with it. I want to fold it up and watch the grease drip down and make a lake on the plate.

Oh, and Olives in Princeton. Man, they have great mousaka and sermi. There’s also that little hole in the wall place on 5 where you can get souvlaki and a coke for $3.

Market Street Brewery in Nashville. They have this thing called a Publican—beef on buttermilk biscuits, with the juice on the side.

Crab cake sandwiches in Baltimore, MD.

Speedies in Endicott, NY.

Heck, I’d settle for some Quiznos. Who am I kidding?