Things we have WANTED rather badly in our lives....

Terry

I was at work yesterday at the bookstore.

Watching a mom and her little boy...

The kid was really REALLY wanting something or other and the mom was drawing the line and telling him "no".

He was having a come-apart over it. Some little book or movie. To HIM it was a big deal.

This set me thinking about my own childhood and young adulthood.

The things I have considered SOOOO IMPORTANT that I just HAD TO HAVE IT came to mind.

I want you tell us three things in your life that were completely INCONSEQUENTIAL by themselves that you wanted VERY BADLY.

For me, it would be the following:

1. At age 10 I saw a magazine ad for a transistor radio. I started obessing over it. I WANTED IT. I saved up the $5 bucks and sent off in the mail for it.

Waiting for it was killing me. I made a cardboard mock-up of it using the dimensions in the ad (exact size) so that I could carry around a MODEL of the radio as stand-in until the real one arrived! I have no idea why I DESPERATELY wanted that little radio. But--I couldn't think of anything else until it arrived.

2. At age 12 I was a big, big fan of two cowboy stars on TV: LASH LARUE and WHIP WILSON. They had (Indiana Jones style) bullwhips as their gimmick.

They'd pop their whip and pull guns out of the bad guy's hands before they could shoot. They'd snap the hat off your head and pop the cigar out of your mouth. Cool beans!! I wanted..I WANTED...I REALLY WANTED A BULLWHIP!! I sulked, begged, demanded, pleaded for a BULLWHIP! I was told to save my allowance and we'd get one. I only got a dollar a week. It took forever. Finally, I got my bullwhip. It was pure heaven. I was practising my whiplash antics morning till night. The neighbors complained about the incessant popping sound....but I was in a world of my own.

3.At the age of 16 I was hooked on James Bond. I wanted a Walther PPK 7.65 mm automatic pistol! Did I mention I was 16? Is that going to happen?

NOOOOO! Not even in Texas! But, I found a way around this---or so I thought! I found a PPK in a Pawn Shop and placed a down payment on it "for my grandad" (wink wink). The Pawn Shop owner didn't give a rat's hips as long as I made payments each week.

The gun was prominently displayed in the window when I first saw it with a little sign: James Bond's model weapon

After I reserved it I'd go in every three or four days to take a look at it. Couldn't take my eyes off it. Couldn't wait to get my hands on it!!

Bad news!

For some reason or other ( I think I spent my money on a movie instead) I missed a payment date and the gun was BACK IN THE WINDOW.

The Pawn Store owner refused to refund my money!! He threatned to call my "grandad" and tell him. I was defeated.

So, guess what I did? I ended up buying a starter pistol and a should holster instead! I would go everywhere (even the Kingdom Hall and out in service)

with my .22 calibre pistol under my armpit.....weaning myself off Jonesing for the Walter PPK!

Okay, that's my CRAVING list.

What's YOURS??

Robdar

At age 20 I really wanted to be the music director at a radio station I was working at. I got the promotion and then found out it wasn't all I dreamed it would be and it was hard work to boot. Still, I excelled at it.

When I was 22 I really wanted to work for a major market radio station. It took a couple of years but by age 24 I got an offer out of the blue from a program director who was traveling through town and saw our billboard. He turned on the radio station and heard my show. He made me an offer on the spot. After some serious negotiations which included a raise of $18,000.00 over the salary I was making, I took the position.

When I got to the radio station, I wanted LOTS of fan mail and top ratings. Both began to happen immediately and other job offers followed.

Of course, this was before de-regulation and computers. Now, very few radio stations have live disc jokeys anymore. Most shows are voice tracked. But back in the day, FM radio totally rocked.

darth frosty

As I look back I realized I was kinda spoiled. But 3 things I wanted and didn't get:

Millenial falcon-I wanted that ship so bad since I first laid eyes on it and lukes Bish arse said 'what a piece of junk.'

Scwinn stingray-Greatest bike EVER MADE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanted one ALL OF MY FRIENDS had one. My mother thought it was too small so I got a 10 speed instead. Worked out cause one of my friends who had a stingray liked my 10 speed, so when out of sight of our parents we would switch. A stingray was the only bike I could consistantly cat-walk.

Lightsabre-not a toy like the falcon, I WANTED A REAL FUGGIN LIGHTSABRE!

Curtains

I remember as a child wanting my own room now that I am an adult I'm still waiting

aSphereisnotaCircle

When I was four I wanted a fuzzy wuzzy bear soap.

It was soap, shaped like a bear, that grew hair as you used it. When you used it completely up, there was a prize in the center. I watched the TV commercials rapturously (is that a word?)

I never got one, but once played at a friends house that had one, I kept washing my hands over and over while I was there. It was the only time i ever got to actually see that soap and it did not disapoint, I loved that hairy soap!

Now for some reason, nobody wants hair in their soap, go fugure

Band on the Run

My own room

A backyard. We finally moved to a home when my sister was born. It was a very small yard. My bro and I figured we could keep a corral of horses, cows, pigs, geese, goats and maybe lions and tiger in a cage. It was heaven.

Paris today.

Return to living in Manhattan.

Carnaby Street clothes

Makeu p

Stocking. My mom made me wear a several sizes too small girdle. It cut my skin. I remember going to the KH with my aunt and uncle and just staring at my grown up legs through all the proceeedings. It was my best KH visit b/c I was distracted.

Peace within the family - achieved when the bastard died.

Studying French at the Sorbonne. Later, I found out that a Parisian accent is disgusting to the French. It marks low class.

Ballet lessons. no money.

Candy striper. Forced to give it up, along with scholarship, because I was too worldly for wanting to help sick people.

Beatles loot.

Terry

More random thoughts.

Things I begged for:

Davey Crockett coonskin cap

A Superman costume

Bicycle ten speed (I had an ancient GIRL'S BIKE a neighbor pulled out of his dirty barn and gave to me.)

A Pellet rifle

Archery set

Muscles like Steve Reeves

Reopened Mind

I was 12 years old and wanted a cat, a Persian, really really badly. Dad bought me a beautiful black kitty, but wouldn't let me keep him in the house. A week later I found him dead on the road. He had been hit by a car. I was heartbroken. My dad got me another cat and this time he allowed me to keep him in the house. I'm still crazy about cats. I currently have 4, including one who I have had for 22 years.

Reopened Mind

Robdar

RM:

I currently have 4, including one who I have had for 22 years.

That is wonerful! I have one that is 18 (that's like 115 years old in people time) and I hope I have him a lot longer. Your post makes me very happy. Give your kitties some lovin' from Robyn.

Amelia Ashton

Different parents.

Things we have WANTED rather badly in our lives....

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