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We were doing MS-DOS when Word first shipped with Windows 1.0, that’s how old I was.
Back in grad school we were running LP models using punched cards. We would deliver boxes of them to the IT department and they would run the models at night on the mainframe computer. Remember the first time I used an original PC. Turned it on and the C prompt came up and wondered what the fuck do we do now. In the mid 80's used to travel with one of the first Compaq portable computers. Looked like you were carrying around a sewing machine. Remember VisiCalc? the original spreadsheet program and you had to write all the formulas for the computations. Remember writing IRR and NPV formulas for work.
 
Back in grad school we were running LP models using punched cards. We would deliver boxes of them to the IT department and they would run the models at night on the mainframe computer. Remember the first time I used an original PC. Turned it on and the C prompt came up and wondered what the fuck do we do now. In the mid 80's used to travel with one of the first Compaq portable computers. Looked like you were carrying around a sewing machine. Remember VisiCalc? the original spreadsheet program and you had to write all the formulas for the computations. Remember writing IRR and NPV formulas for work.
My mother was working for Phillips 66 in California in 1971 and they had an IBM 360 mainframe and she was running the key punch machine. Sometimes we could go with her. And then visit our step-father, a second class boiler tech aboard the USS Ogden (which later transferred from the Port of Los Angeles to the Port of San Diego.) To this day, "Brandy" by Looking Glass, released in 1972, reminds me of the ship yards.

 
Punch cards, Fortran, IBM 1130, line printer.

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The DOT that I work for had only been a couple of years out of the “electronic“ punch card software when I got hired. It’s amazing what I can do with the current design software now. We still have the problem of your design is only as good as the survey data provided though.

I DO enjoy pushing the data and software to the limit to model what I see in my mind 😈. I guess that having worked in several manufacturing and earth moving jobs helps see how the design should go.
 
Back when the Blues Mobile was just off the big screen... early '80s... our town was running a Chevy Citation and an Aries-K as their cruisers. Do you have any idea how awful a Chevy Citation Cruiser was? I was still in HS then... but the officers HATED those cars! And you could outrun the Chevy Citation on foot. It would make it only so far before breaking down.

Sirhr

We had Ford Futura before my time. Stories abound about going down the highway and slamming it into reverse. The car would shake and buck all the way down to zero, then start backing up. You could not kill them. After the gas crunch they went back to crown vics, and chevy caprice. The crown vics are nice, they still existed when I started. The caprice I am told would get very light at speed.

They bought some new Impala's for some of the guys not on the road, SRO, Paper service and the tires on all of them on the back where gone in under 2000 miles, cords showing. Seems chevy did not put them together right.
 
Yeah. But then you had the Bee Gees, KC and the Sunshine Band, the Village People and more than a few other disco homos. I all but stopped listing to anything new in the early 70s.
Sing it, Brother!

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In 1999 the Feds took over the Mustang Ranch whore house. It made the National News. As part of the story, CBS ran a staged clip of dudes selecting ladies for a romp, and I absent-mindedly said out loud "That's not how they do it!" Wife happened to be standing right behind me.

Shocked, she said "You never told me you'd been to a whore house!" I immediately replied "Before we got married you never told me you loved disco." That was the end of the discussion. True story. :)
 
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The '70s had a lot of good music, too. Forget Disco and that soul crap. But you had a lot of great Southern Rock. Punk and New Wave. The Who, Led Zepplin, Pink Floyd... dozens of others from Aerosmith to Zappa... were in their prime.

Yeah, the 70's sucked for a lot of stuff. But not for music... movies... some great TV...

And you could buy a brand new Colt M16, full auto, for about $600 plus $200 stamp. Just 'sayin.

Sirhr

Years ago I worked for "the worlds formost outfitter" and I controlled the instore music. This is before digital music, so they used Dish Network for the piped in music. But they also had a 5 disc CD changer on the system. I would make my own music and we would rock out to ANYTHING but country. That was pure hell.

One of the most well liked was Disco day. When you stop and listen to it again it is fun and up beat music. Great for stocking. People dancing in the isles, pushing carts, fantastic for morale. We did acid rock, classic rock, even OLD country, but nothing new. But disco and 80's are the most requested. When you have not listened to Car Wash in 30 years it is kinda fun.

Then a VP from Sidney came by and had a fucking cow and pulled it. I think the people where actually going to kill him. It was that ugly. They had that little fuck backed into a corner, the entire morning staff, so roughly 60 people. He said put the music back on.

And I am not kidding in any of that. It was harmless, cost them no money and the people liked it. This is the same puke that played Centerfield by John Fogerty about 100 times opening night.

Good times.
 
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In 1984 brand new in the box colt manufacture 16s were under $500. I think it was about $460 if memory serves me correctly.

Right before the first ban I bought an Colt HBAR sporter. It was quite a bit more then that. I still have the two 5 round colt mags that came with it. A bit ticked off because a flood killed the original box. As I understand it in some of the more commie states those are still grandfathered in and bring big bucks. I doubt I will ever sell mine.

It is still in the original config. Really the only reason I bought it was because they are going to take it away. Back then there are not a lot of choices for an AR rifle. It was a lot of money for a newly married couple, and it was unique at the range. Everyone was not making them at the time. It sits in the back of the safe now, I never really had much interest in it. I did get it out and shot it a year or so ago, and learned a couple things. Yes it is fun to shoot. Buddy gave me one of those new fangled plastic mags for it. Loading it sucks, and shooting a loaded mag like that sucks as well, it never ends. I now understand all the speed loaders for the things.

I will keep all my old GI mags, that will do me just fine, I have that one pmag that holds like a billion rounds....will be handy for blue hair zombies.
 
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Quanah Parker was the last Chief of the Commanches and never lost a battle to the white man. His tribe roamed over the area where Pampas stands. He was never captured by the Army, but decided to surrender and lead his tribe into the white man's culture, only when he saw that there was no alternative.
His was the last tribe in the Staked Plains to come into the reservation system.
Quanah, meaning "fragrant," was born about 1850, son of Comanche Chief Peta Nocona and Cynthia Ann Parker, a white girl taken captive during the 1836 raid on Parker's Fort, Texas. Cynthia Ann Parker was recaptured, along with her daughter, during an 1860 raid on the Pease River in northwest Texas. She had spent 24 years among the Comanche, however, and thus never readjusted to living with the whites again.
She died in Anderson County, Texas, in 1864 shortly after the death of her daughter, Prairie Flower. Ironically, Cynthia Ann's son would adjust remarkably well to living among the white men. But first he would lead a bloody war against them.
Quanah and the Quahada Comanche, of whom his father, Peta Nocona had been chief, refused to accept the provisions of the 1867 Treaty of Medicine Lodge, which confined the southern Plains Indians to a reservation, promising to clothe the Indians and turn them into farmers in imitation of the white settlers.
Knowing of past lies and deceptive treaties of the "White man", Quanah decided to remain on the warpath, raiding in Texas and Mexico and out maneuvering Army Colonel Ronald S. Mackenzie and others. He was almost killed during the attack on buffalo hunters at Adobe Walls in the Texas Panhandle in 1874. The U.S. Army was relentless in its Red River campaign of 1874-75. Quanah's allies, the Quahada were weary and starving.
Mackenzie sent Jacob J. Sturm, a physician and post interpreter, to solicit the Quahada's surrender. Sturm found Quanah, whom he called "a young man of much influence with his people," and pleaded his case. Quanah rode to a mesa, where he saw a wolf come toward him, howl and trot away to the northeast. Overhead, an eagle "glided lazily and then whipped his wings in the direction of Fort Sill," in the words of Jacob Sturm. This was a sign, Quanah thought, and on June 2, 1875, he and his band surrendered at Fort Sill in present-day Oklahoma.

Read Empire of the summer moon, fantastic book. I would not really call it a "quanah parker" book but more of a Commanche history book. IIRC it covers from spanish to the 1900's when they finally (i will use my word) domesticated the american indian. I think I have some reviews up in the book report thread.
 
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I grew up 5 miles from there... Back in the day, Fred Gibb was a pretty big deal. As I understand it, he's basically the reason that GM put a 427 in the Camaro in '69, because he did a '68 just to prove you could.

There are a couple like that back in the day, two most common are Yenko and Motion. They both did basically the same thing to get around the stupid rules GM had at the time.
 
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That photo with her baby, IIRC Cherry Blossom was quite the upstir in victorian times. A white women with her boob out like that was just not done.

She was full on "indian" by the time of her capture by the whites, and capture is the correct term. Her baby died not long after being captrued, and she passed a little while after that. She would sit in the dirt and slash her breasts in grief over the losses she had. Taking her from the "indian way of life" was just death for her.
 
what was before basic, i cant remember?
Not an answer to your question but your question sent me back to memory lane.

Basic PDS 7.0 and 7.1. Most never heard of it. Pretty good language with lots of support. Nothing like the numbered basic that shipped with MSDOS. Wrote some pretty good stuff with it in the late 80’s and 90’s. Then they introduced Visual Basic. That was the slowest, piece of software I ever had experience with. Most who used it, used it only for prototyping and then ported (actually rewrote it) in C.

I though writing and debugging a program and then rewriting and debugging that same program in another language was stupid. Just use C to began with.

Finally Windows quit supporting MSDOS based applications but by then, I had moved on to writing apps under WORD BASIC because I really had no need for stand alone applications and the entire agency had “finally” converted from WordPerfect (which I hated) to Word. And, we needed to streamline much of the work, spending minutes to run a Word Applet to compete a multi page form instead of days navigating through all the Governmental hidden bull that the forms incased. (Let the applet(s) ferret out all the hidden details, they were good at it)
 
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