Yearbook throwback

SomeBadDrummer

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What life was like in 1980 something, it was actually an awesome time to be in school with everyone doing everything together with liberty.


feel free add your yearbook stuff when life was good and we were free
 

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Those were indeed the days. I dig the drawing of Neil's kit. I used to pretty up my notebooks the same way.
Thanks, actually those are all ‘notes’ from friends who signed my yearbook. That was a friend of mine who could draw a heck of a lot better than me.
 
What life was like in 1980 something, it was actually an awesome time to be in school with everyone doing everything together with liberty.


feel free add your yearbook stuff when life was good and we were free

looks like drumline swept that year!!!! Hell yeah!

will have to post some pics of my yearbooks later. Class of 88 here!!!

and yes, the 80's were a great time..some of us were (lucky enough) to be more ignorant to the bad crap going on in the world around us back then b/c we did not have the internet yelling at us 24/7...

and we are now sort of living in the wake of all of that "innocent ignorance" as well...funny how karma rolls around in circles!!

but man, the days where all I (we) had to worry about was the next band practice, which girls were looking at us, and not getting beat up by the jocks in the hallways...I want those back again

my most favorite Rush song sort of sums it up nicely (whichh is why it is my most fav):

and funny that I am at a point now where my 3rd most fav Rush song sums things up as well:
 
Here's a pic from 1972-I graduated in 73. Myself and a friend, Bill Twomey, were sort of escorts for this cruise to Virgin Islands and Haiti for my Mom his Mom and my sister-that's what they told us to get us to come. My friend Bill was a Dapper Dan and was thrilled. I wasn't too keen cause they made me get a haircut-so I ended up looking like a lil Dutch boy and part of crew LOL. Here's a pic of my Mom , sis and me, and then we went up this mountain in Haiti to see this castle. They take you on these tiny ponies-and I mean tiny. I was thinking I should be carrying the pony and these two fellas because I felt like Andre' the Giant in comparison to any of them LOL. I was laughing and holding on for dear life-one fella led the animal and the other kept his hind legs from coming off the ground at times from my weight-all the while navigating a cliff and natives selling Heineken or picking bananas off the trees (that I could just pull off myself-it was sad I'd never really seen poverty like that before). Needless to say I drank a lot of beer and ate a bunch of bananas. I kept wondering off and found this old prison and while I was in walking around I stopped for a "smoke break" and was looking out this window with bars and saw part of my crew who traveled to top, wondering over to check it out and then suddenly these guards appeared. I was like WTF and snuck my butt outta there and thankfully didn't get caught. That tank top I was wearing had a whole cannabis budded plant with roots on it-looked awesome but I don't think the guards would have liked it. IMG_2897.jpegIMG_2898.jpeg
 
No yearbooks here. I left school and have no time for their shenanigans. You had to pay for your yearbook, not a chance.
 
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Here's a pic from 1973 yearbook-parents made me get another hair cut (you will note I'm not smiling). My parents pulled me out of high school and sent me to this private school in nearby town of Valdosta GA (really best thing that happened to me but I wasn't happy about it). I was top right first page-my two buds were the long haired (just like I was before the damn pic) bottom left of first and top right of second-Danny and Mike. We were from same hometown that was about a 30 min drive. It was the perfect place to send a bunch of juvenile delinquents ROFL.


Screen Shot 2021-09-13 at 2.03.18 PM.png We had a Halloween carnival and I created my early version of my bot brain in this head I had-it was a bust of Chopin my Mom had and I covered it with clay-added hair for eyebrows and eyelashes, added eyes from my taxidermy stuff and then painted it lifelike. You can't tell much from this poor pic. Had it hooked up to electrodes so it had it's eyes open. It was a big hit. So the bot brain has haunted me since 1973 and then in 80s came the internet and my bot brain infected the internet and there was the birth of MegaBot GetAgrippa which has hybridized and mutated to this day.

Then jump twenty years to me finishing my PhD (yep I was 37)-I was at my myograph station measuring chick great arteries. The cases of slides were histology sections of said arteries examining under polarizing microscopy. I never published the work because all the grief certain members on committee gave me. I wasn't about to publish it with their names on it. IMG_2900.jpeg
 
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Here's a pic from 1973 yearbook-parents made me get another hair cut (you will note I'm not smiling).
We moved one district over when I was in 9th grade, I basically moved to the rival school.


Danny and Mike. We were from same hometown that was about a 30 min drive. It was the perfect place to send a bunch of juvenile delinquents ROFL.
Two of my best friends were Mike and Danny but probably not the same guys

View attachment 108451 We had a Halloween carnival and I created my early version of my bot brain in this head I had-it was a bust of Chopin my Mom
That is really creepy in so many ways
You can't tell much from this poor pic. Had it hooked up to electrodes
Shocking
I was at my myograph station measuring chick great arteries.

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What exactly is measuring chick great arteries, is that code for hoochie coochie?
 
looks like drumline swept that year!!!! Hell yeah!

will have to post some pics of my yearbooks later. Class of 88 here!!!

and yes, the 80's were a great time..some of us were (lucky enough) to be more ignorant to the bad crap going on in the world around us back then b/c we did not have the internet yelling at us 24/7...

and we are now sort of living in the wake of all of that "innocent ignorance" as well...funny how karma rolls around in circles!!

but man, the days where all I (we) had to worry about was the next band practice, which girls were looking at us, and not getting beat up by the jocks in the hallways...I want those back again

my most favorite Rush song sort of sums it up nicely (whichh is why it is my most fav):

and funny that I am at a point now where my 3rd most fav Rush song sums things up as well:
Yeah the drum line kicked ass! We had a great band director it was so much fun. Spent two weeks in late August each year in north Georgia at a community college with the entire marching corps learning the upcoming halftime show. Drill team, majorettes, flautists, weeds and all.!

What could teenagers get up to late at night when everyone is supposed to be sleeping? :unsure:
 
Here's a pic from 1972-I graduated in 73. Myself and a friend, Bill Twomey, were sort of escorts for this cruise to Virgin Islands and Haiti for my Mom his Mom and my sister-that's what they told us to get us to come. My friend Bill was a Dapper Dan and was thrilled. I wasn't too keen cause they made me get a haircut-so I ended up looking like a lil Dutch boy and part of crew LOL. Here's a pic of my Mom , sis and me, and then we went up this mountain in Haiti to see this castle. They take you on these tiny ponies-and I mean tiny. I was thinking I should be carrying the pony and these two fellas because I felt like Andre' the Giant in comparison to any of them LOL. I was laughing and holding on for dear life-one fella led the animal and the other kept his hind legs from coming off the ground at times from my weight-all the while navigating a cliff and natives selling Heineken or picking bananas off the trees (that I could just pull off myself-it was sad I'd never really seen poverty like that before). Needless to say I drank a lot of beer and ate a bunch of bananas. I kept wondering off and found this old prison and while I was in walking around I stopped for a "smoke break" and was looking out this window with bars and saw part of my crew who traveled to top, wondering over to check it out and then suddenly these guards appeared. I was like WTF and snuck my butt outta there and thankfully didn't get caught. That tank top I was wearing had a whole cannabis budded plant with roots on it-looked awesome but I don't think the guards would have liked it. View attachment 108442View attachment 108443
Your sister is smokin hot and your mom looks like a very sweet lady, who’s the yokal on the mule :ROFLMAO:
 
Yeah the drum line kicked ass! We had a great band director it was so much fun. Spent two weeks in late August each year in north Georgia at a community college with the entire marching corps learning the upcoming halftime show. Drill team, majorettes, flautists, weeds and all.!

What could teenagers get up to late at night when everyone is supposed to be sleeping? :unsure:

man, we never went away to band camp. We couldn't afford it. But there were plenty of summer band memories and shenanigans to be had staying home too. I went to a Catholic school...and was the poor kid, so a lot of my friends had huge houses, and huge parties. I was not used to that world, and it was a blast to see all of that. Think 16 Candles type parties...by sophomore year, my rock band would be playing at those parties as well...sooo many great times
 
looks like drumline swept that year!!!! Hell yeah!

will have to post some pics of my yearbooks later. Class of 88 here!!!

and yes, the 80's were a great time..some of us were (lucky enough) to be more ignorant to the bad crap going on in the world around us back then b/c we did not have the internet yelling at us 24/7...

and we are now sort of living in the wake of all of that "innocent ignorance" as well...funny how karma rolls around in circles!!

but man, the days where all I (we) had to worry about was the next band practice, which girls were looking at us, and not getting beat up by the jocks in the hallways...I want those back again

my most favorite Rush song sort of sums it up nicely (whichh is why it is my most fav):

and funny that I am at a point now where my 3rd most fav Rush song sums things up as well:
Dude! lol I've had to shave my head for years now, lol. And I love Lakeside Park. :)
 
Dude! lol I've had to shave my head for years now, lol. And I love Lakeside Park. :)

sweet!!! I have been shaving bald for about 20 years now...went from waist long hair - it was actually a mohawk that I let grow out - to completely bald in 97. As much as I miss my long hair, being bald is soooo easy!!

and yeah...Lakeside Park...one of those songs where the lyrics mix perfectly with the music to dredge up warm fuzzies of simpler days....
 
man, we never went away to band camp. We couldn't afford it. But there were plenty of summer band memories and shenanigans to be had staying home too. I went to a Catholic school...and was the poor kid, so a lot of my friends had huge houses, and huge parties. I was not used to that world, and it was a blast to see all of that. Think 16 Candles type parties...by sophomore year, my rock band would be playing at those parties as well...sooo many great times
Just to set the record straight, I might have lived in a nice neighborhood but we were definitely among the less wealthy. lol my next door neighbor when I graduated high school was Richard Dent who earned Superbowl MVP in 1985 as a defensive end for the Chicago Bears. He was amazing that year, and a really nice guy.

but I actually spent a lot of time selling donuts, summer sausage, cheese, popcorn and any other fundraiser stuff in order to pay for camp.
 
Just to set the record straight, I might have lived in a nice neighborhood but we were definitely among the less wealthy. lol my next door neighbor when I graduated high school was Richard Dent who earned Superbowl MVP in 1985 as a defensive end for the Chicago Bears. He was amazing that year, and a really nice guy.

but I actually spent a lot of time selling donuts, summer sausage, cheese, popcorn and any other fundraiser stuff in order to pay for camp.

that is cool!!! I totally remember him...

and yeah, we were not dirt poor...but were definitely working class...dad was a lineman for the electric company, and mom was an office manager for a local doctor. And versus the majority of kids at that school, we were dirt poor. My best freind from school got a 1986 Porsche 911 for his first car...and it was parked next to my 69 Olds Delta 88...my car was MUCH faster than his though....rocket 455 baby!!!!

I also did a lot of fundraising for band stuff, and also to pay for tuition for high school. Did a lot of yard work/"teen ager" jobs to help.
 
that is cool!!! I totally remember him...

and yeah, we were not dirt poor...but were definitely working class...dad was a lineman for the electric company, and mom was an office manager for a local doctor. And versus the majority of kids at that school, we were dirt poor. My best freind from school got a 1986 Porsche 911 for his first car...and it was parked next to my 69 Olds Delta 88...my car was MUCH faster than his though....rocket 455 baby!!!!

I also did a lot of fundraising for band stuff, and also to pay for tuition for high school. Did a lot of yard work/"teen ager" jobs to help.
Man that 455 would smoke the tires and most of the competition! I would have loved to have had the opportunity to drag race you in my 69 Mustang.
 
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