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Just look at the later seasons of "Happy Days." Most of the cast quit using Bryllcreem and began sporting late 70's era hairstyles...for a show set in the late 50's!

'Happy Days' spawned the term 'Jump The Shark' to signify when a TV show essentially spits on its fan base by not even bothering to maintain any semblance of a suspension of disbelief. In this case, Fonzie agreed to...jump over a shark.

In truth, Chachi's feathered '70s hair cut ruined it for me long before that. A better term might be 'Bypass The Barber' (but three syllables will win over five every time).

Is it ironic that the term for an act of expediency stubbornly clings to its more expedient, less accurate variant?

Does the deed restrictions in Memorial Bend provide any relief from this sort of mod abuse? Is there anything in the restrictions regarding additions/modifications?

I know I'm late to the meeting on this one, but some California MCM neighborhoods found a successful legal defense against 2nd story additions to MCMs and McMansion construction next to/behind MCMs. The logic goes that homes with floor-to-ceiling glass facing their side/back yards are entitled to the same expectation of privacy that existed when they were built (with respect to viewing angles from neighboring houses). This legal approach works best in a neighborhood with a cluster of single-story MCMs (like the Eichlers in Cupertino, CA).

Hope that offers a potential direction to focus some of the well-justified neighborhood indignation I hear repeatedly from MCM owners and enthusiasts.

Good luck.

Thanks for those reminders, Schwinn. For the detractors, it's not about what color glasses we need to wear to fondly recall the better parts of our childhood. Any good childhood is essentially one long reality-distortion field. Our one and only job was to see how long we could keep our backs turned to fate which had the rude job of tapping us on the shoulder at inconvenient times.

I personally enjoy reconnecting with every positive memory I can recall from the ages of 3-8. After that, the power of my imagination to overcome the negative got compromised, so I tried less. Fortunately, I've reclaimed my imagination from the clutches of adulthood.

According to my algorithm, it take 2.657 good memories to offset the average bad one. Hence, time travel to the good ol' days provides critical fodder in dealing with the injustices of poorly timed reality.

Quod Erat Demonstrandum (thus it is proven)...or my QED wanna-be.

REMINDER: Let's not poke holes in other people's reality-distortion fields just because we might want to get a higher price for our barely-used one on eBay.

I remember a number of older women coworkers I had in the 70s were wearing Estee Lauder. They had more disposable income than I did. I don't know which particular scent of Estee's it was but they all liked the same one. I didn't care for it as it seemed "heavy" to me.

I also recall a 'heavy' one or two, so that's what stood out about the one I liked. It was more understated and seemed to be attached to the younger variant of older women (trying to mind my manners and avoid the M-word at all costs).

A few more childhood scents:

Good Ones

- Uncle John's Pancake House

- Shipley's Donuts

- Freshly Mimeographed Grade School Tests

(which were admiringly sniffed with a smile first and signed second)

- Exhaust in the Astrodome during the Motocross Races & Destruction Dirby

Bad Ones (okay to skip)

- Your unwashed dog gets caught in the rain and is let into the house

- A Yellow Taxi ride with Mr. Fletch U. Lent

When I think of growing up in Houston, four smells come to mind:

1) The Good: The Nabisco Bakery on Holcombe

2) The Bad: The Ship Channel

3) The Sweet & Scary: The Fruity Smell of Ethyl Acetate Solvent on Mykawa Rd (mornings)

4) The Hipnotizer: The smell of rich ladies and beautiful women*

*Been lurking on this forum for 8 yrs (and gone from Houston for more), but a compelling scent my wife brought home made me sign up today. Swarovsky (crystalware) is selling a women's cologne called 'Aura'. I kid you not, it reminds me of a cologne the 'better (looking, smelling and funded) women' of Houston were wearing some time in the '70s.

If anyone decides to confirm this (and the original scent's name?), please refrain from sharing any remembrances of skanks who may have glommed onto the scent in an effort to mitigate their poor choices in other areas.

Thx

P.S. Get a free sample of this vintage nose candy for your lady (and treat yourself to some very classy flashbacks).