Nostalgia Happened To Us
Disclaimer:
Everything in the post is for your entertainment. There are no updates to anything important that MLIA is doing. MLIA is hanging out, just kinda being MLIA. Maybe wearing sunglasses and trying to fit in with the cool kids, but not really trying too hard. And the cool kids won’t accept MLIA anyway, because it still brings its Thomas the Tank Engine lunchbox to school.
One of the best things about MLIA is that it occasionally causes moments of extreme nostalgia, which for some of us usually ends with the building of blanket forts and attempts to convince our roommates and/or girlfriend to leave them intact. I’d like to discuss a couple things that almost sent us to the hospital on a nostalgia overdose.
Legos!
The following MLIA is really sweet, and perhaps not that average. We like it nonetheless, although we do admit that its ending is rather cliché. And a sentence fragment.(<— irony)
Today, I wondered out loud as to why all the boys I know don’t want to date me. My eight-year-old brother looked up from his legos and said, “They all run away screaming because you’re so pretty they can’t stand to be around you.” Best. Brother. Ever.
But you know what blew my mind about it? It reminded me of legos.
Legos. Legos! Legos!!!
There were legos for everything. And if there weren’t legos already specifically made for the thing you wanted, you could build them. I fondly remember crushing my kindergarten friend’s quaint little aquatic lego-dude army with my vicious and powerful pirates-in-space army. Pirates in space. Eyepatches, peglegs, parrots, everything. They even had palm trees, growing in various odd places on the spaceship. There was a cargo ship that was filled to the brim with pirate treasure. But the best thing about legos is that, as well as being fun to build and play with, you are so much bigger than them. You can stomp around and imagine them trying to fight back against you, but you’re pretty much Godzilla. Except the kind of Godzilla that fighting back against won’t help. It was great.
Bowling
Another recent nostalgia moment was from this MLIA:
Today, I got tired of how badly I was bowling and switched to my left hand as a joke. I immediately bowled a strike. MLIA
Of all sport/pastime/gamelikethings, bowling is a laudably average sport/pastime/gamelikething. Although I now realize that it’s really just a sophisticated drinking game, it used to be the most magical experience in the world. What was going on behind the pins?
Also, if you used one of those aiming things, why didn’t the ball get a strike every time? And why was that random kid who you didn’t really like getting so many strikes, while you were only getting gutter balls?
There are still unresolved bowling mysteries. The main one being: how did they come up with bowling? Back in ancient history, there was no crazy machinery that returned the ball to people. We presume that primitive bowling must have been some guy or girl setting up sticks, grabbing some really heavy rock, and then hurling the rock at the sticks. Then they must have run to collect the rock, lugged it all the way back, and repeated the process.
Whatever compelled them to do this, we have no idea. But we owe them thanks, since they have paved the way for the joys of modern bowling, with its sparkling pink, green and orange bowling balls, mysterious ball return-ers, and its nice fresh bowling-feeling of total averageness. And bumpers. You can’t forget the bumpers.
In conclusion, we ask: do you have any good lego stories or bowling stories? Comment away.
Kids in my class sre constantly bugging me and saying i should “go out” with the one boy in my class. IT IS SO ANNOYING! I like him as a friend. i’m in middle school for crying out loud! Where can a busy middle schooler actually go on a date? nowhere! MLIA
kim
January 29, 2010 at 4:51 pm
omg completly agree
Em
January 30, 2010 at 6:03 am
Well, you COULD play with legos or go bowling together…
Erin
February 14, 2010 at 10:04 am
nice… probably not. thanks for the suggestion though! lol
kim
February 24, 2010 at 6:21 pm
Lego! At the kindergarten I went to (which allll of my many cousins went to) there was this cave man lego, with dinosaurs! I loved it to much, and when there was a holiday program me and my two cousins would RACE to the lego box to get the big t-rex and her two babies, they were red with yellow spots and were just to much FUN. We would make huge houses for the dinos to live in.So were the good days. <3
krazzeh
January 29, 2010 at 8:52 pm
They were the good days*****
krazzeh
January 29, 2010 at 9:04 pm
I never heard of dinosaur legos!! I’m so jealous!!!
the hungry caterpillar
February 1, 2010 at 8:08 pm
yes.yes.yes.
i completely agree.
childhood things are the bomb.
but now my mother thinks i’m too old to buy legos.
oh well, i’ll ask my grandmother
omg, i want to make a bowling alley out of legos.
my new goal in life…
and if i ever accompliah it, i will post it on MLIA and pray that it gets through
rhafi
January 30, 2010 at 4:24 am
bowling
my friends and i go bowling all the time! and mini golf. you can’t forget mini golf. but not now in winter
my favorite LEGOs memory is once i was playing outside with my LEGOs and i saw a frog. i dumped my LEGOs out of the box, and put the frog in it. then my parents made me let the frog go, and wash out the box.
mmbb9964
January 30, 2010 at 7:06 am
Bowling and Lego. Two things I can relate to.
I sctually just got home from two hours of bowling with my class. It was so much fun, eventhoug I am really terrible at bowling. Maybe I should have used left hand instead? Anyway; have you ever tryed to quietly run up and lay down behind the person who have just let go of the ball? They fall. We laugh.
And then one of the girls were standing with her back to the alley, spread her legs and threw the ball random trough her legs. She got a strike. Fantastic!
- It didn’t worh the secind time, though.
And Lego. Mmm, Lego. Lego is Danish. I am Danish. I grew up with Lego. I grew up going to Legoland one time each summer. I still get in for free sometimes. If you know people who work there, it pays of. They offered me a summer job there as well, but unfortuneitly I had to refuse. It’s just to far away when you have to go there every day.
By the way, did you know where the name came from? Lego? I do. Lego is the two first letters from each of the words “Leg godt”, which can be translated to “Play Well”.
Nostalgia.
Charlie
January 30, 2010 at 4:44 pm
very nice. great post
Agustin Landkamer
January 31, 2010 at 4:58 am
Hi. I’m going to assume that most of this post was sarcasm; your ‘history of bowling’ is all wrong. However, it was well-written and funny. Unfortunately, I have no good bowling or Lego stories. Au revoir! Nostalgia.
StarTrekWars
February 1, 2010 at 5:14 am
Once, when I was bowling with my Grandfather he was getting all strikes and spares. He was getting a little cocky and said “Watch this!”, then swung his arm back and accidentally let go of the ball, sending it flying backward. Good one, Gramps.
the hungry caterpillar
February 1, 2010 at 8:07 pm
We took my daughter bowling for the first time last Fall — about a month after her third birthday. She promptly outscored my wife, using only granny-bowling style and with each throw taking two minutes or more to get to the pins. And both she and my wife had the bumpers up when they bowled.
Listener
February 3, 2010 at 6:31 am
Just found my son some lego – to start with he did not understand what to do with the types the good news is he won’t stop creating!
Billie Legleu
March 22, 2010 at 9:03 pm
Greetings from Holland. This is a cool blog. Does anyone have any advice on staying out of the friend zone with women? Honestly I’m sick of women telling me they just want to be friends. Perhaps I’m being too nice?
Wilburn Genier
March 27, 2010 at 7:19 pm