I've made a decision, I like my life in 1987 better.

When you say 'back' you must mean that you went 'back to school', right?! Cuz that would make you much younger than you really are .

You sure you got the right year?

I graduated from mortuary college in 76. I went back to school in 86 and graduated with my nursing degree in 88.

So basically you just jerked off for 10 years. I knew I was right. Hope you had fun.

I heard your old screen name used to be 'Herman Munster'. Now it all makes sense.

Quite the contrary. 76 - 88 were some very interesting and productive years for me. Worked in the funeral home and EMS until a mining company who needed EMTs and EMT Instructors offered me more money than a kid at that age knew what to do with. By 86, the coal industry was on the decline and it was time to expand my horizons further, so I went to nursing school. I kept my funeral service licenses until 2002 and freelance embalmed for a number of funeral homes.

Whatever you say, Herman.

You're welcome, Rerun.

OK!

Eh. I need my pain. What's the rules? Go back into your 17 year old body, knowing what you know now? Be stuck in 1987 in a 40 year old body? Or just relive it all, obliviously wiping out 23 years or so? I think I take now to then any way you slice it.

Yeah, if I could go back I could've pushed myself more as an undergrad, gave myself more direction, and actually got a useful degree. Or I could've NOT pushed myself at OCS and not gotten injured. Then I'd have been commissioned in 1995 and gotten out at the height of the .com boom instead of immediately after 9-11, when the economy was in the tank.

And I guess there's a certain charm to living in a time when, if someone called you and you weren't home, they'd call back later or just tell you the next time you saw them (this was before answering machines to a degree, let alone voicemail or *GASP* cell phones); when you went to the library to look up your sources in the card catalog, typed up a report on an Apple ][ , printed it on a dot matrix printer, and if the library didn't have the source you were looking for you filled out a postcard and they sent for it via interlibrary loan.

But on the other hand, I sit in my house, sipping a martini and surveying the three computers before me--and the cell phone that has more computing capability than any computer I could afford to own in 1987, thinking about my fine Mustang parked outside that is so much better than anything on the street in 1987, and live isn't so bad. Yeah, I could be wearing diamond shoes and being fellated by three 16 year old Eskimos, but on the whole life ain't bad.

Furthermore...FUCK YOU, I'M AN ANTEATER!

OK. Fuck it. I'm up for the 1980s. But 1987 is too late. 1985 or so!

"Back to the Future"! My Nike Bert Bruin sneakers. My Panasonic digital clock-radio with wood tone case and flip numbers. Madonna's "Like a Virgin". Prince's "Purple Rain". Michael Jackson's "Thriller". Bruce Springsteen's "Born In the USA". Music videos on MTV. Weird Al Yankovic. Cheap Trick. checkered Vans. Commodore C-64s. The Cold War and the specter of Nuclear Armageddon. Oh yeah, "99 Luftballoons". Fuck yeah!

Fixed that for ya.

Taking your adult consciousness and laying it over the top of your adolescent consciousness isn't what I envisioned here. For some reason, my mind went straight to destroying the universe with a temporal paradox by travelling back in time to shoot the young version of myself in the head.

:headshot:

You need therapy.

Yeah, paying some jackoff to teach me to love myself. That will end well.

I'll Quantum Leap into myself circa 1999 if that's alright.

Oh man, that was the winner of this thread as far as I'm concerned. I'm hip!

ok. Maybe you just need some friends.

First year of HS for me... No money, no car, lost my virginity... and no bills.

Fuck yeah!!

<rodney>I was so scared! I was all alone! </>

<Fez>I cried a little.</>

Hm. Go back to -2?

Dannnnggg. Ya gotta be pretty old to even get that one, don't you?

Actually, you're right & the 'tard who posted the youtube is wrong; this was a hit in '87.

As far as going back, I'd rather go back to 86 as I made a couple of BIG mistakes in 1987 & my definition of 'hell' would be going back to the day after I made them. But a chance to relive the Metal Years would be awesome!

Huh. I don't generally click on the embedded YouTube links. So when he said "More like 1985" in a thread about going back in time, this is what I expected: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgyvMp5YWcI&feature=related

There are three possible results of this scenario.

There are equal odds that you would shoot your younger self and start a new timeline in which you never existed at all, or you would miss and create a timeline in which your younger self added no small amount of paranoia to the other faults you have previously mentioned.

There is a smaller chance that you would arm your younger self and together go on a mass killing spree that would be the subject of two novels, three movies, and an HBO miniseries.

But destroying the universe is not an option, I'm afraid.

Oh, I wouldn't miss that pudgy little fucker, and there's no way in hell I could stand spending any amount of time with him.

I like a man who really knows himself.

Then it's settled. We'll all go back in time to 1987 and spank Uncle Albert.

You're gay.

no u