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dmxratedToday, as you can tell from the entry title, is a significant entry from Chronicles of 7th Grade.
December 18, 1998 (Friday)
I got up early this morning to play Super Mario Bros. 2, and I set the timer for Pokémon. I let Brian know when the timer went off. He told me at first that he wasn’t interested, but he got up a few minutes later anyway.
During Pokemon, Ash and his friends were riding their bikes across a bridge to deliver something, and were stopped by some gang.
Later this morning, me and Brian versed eachother in Mario Kart 64. Mom had some CD on the CD player, and it was playing something that sounded like Nigel Thornberry. Later, me and Brian got into a fight, and all the sudden, some toast was burnt in the kitchen. Dad’s like “That’s from getting into a fight,” but he didn’t mean it. I then wandered outside.
The song in question is called Too Much, and it is sung by Dave Matthew's Band. I do remember, weeks later, asking Mom what it was, and she picked it up from the library (either that or showed me the same copy that she had).
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSPECzpKn4U
When I was getting dressed, I showed Mom and Dad what I was wearing. I was wearing blue pants and a blue sweatshirt. Mom’s like “How do you like this?” Dad’s like “He looks like little blue boy.” I changed into some other clothes.
Before we left, Mom told us, “Your Uncle Robby often feels sad because he doesn’t get to see Adam as often as he likes, so this is his Christmas gift to you. Even if you don’t like it, I want you to pretend to like it.” I left my game running while we were gone.
“How much does that guy get paid?” Marie asked Dad, upon noticing someone delivering papers.
“Probably $5 an hour; minimum wage,” he said.
“I thought Dail gets paid a dime a dozen boxes he packs,” I said.
“I said guys like Dail are worth a dime a dozen,” Dad told me.
We went to the Sony museum after we parked somewhere. We saw some robot, and it was talking to us. I became shy in front of it. He was saying things like “Come over here.” We then went to look at more stuff. Brian and Marie saw photos. I saw some painting game where you use a gun to paint stuff. I was gonna pretend to be shooting paintballs, but it just created circles of paint. Me and the other kids went to see the Playstations. I played Crash Bandicoot and beat the first level, and then it froze.
Later, we went to Burger King, and me and the other kids got The Bug’s Life toys. Marie got Heimlik, and me and Brian got roaches. Mom asked what The Bug’s Life was about. Brian answered her, “Like there are the ants and the locusts, and the locusts want food from the ants in return for protection, and so one of the ants looks for bugs to help him get rid of the locusts.”
After we left Burger King, we went to Radio City to meet Uncle Robby. Mom and Dad left to do something, so Uncle Robby was with us. We went into Radio City Music Hall to see a Christmas show. We got popcorn and some magazine.
“So, what do you want for Christmas,” Robby asked Brian.
“Money,” Brian said.
Brian looked at the magazine, and I also looked at it. After I finished eating my popcorn, I put it under the seat. Marie’s like “Eric!” Brian’s like “That’s what janitors are for.” Then the show started. After it was over, we went looking for Mom and Dad. After we found them, we went to see an ice skating rink, and there was also a huge Christmas Tree.
After we started going home, I had to take a piss. Mom asked me to hold it for as long as I can. A few minutes later, Dad pulled over, and me and Dad pissed near a metal fence. I kept pissing, and Dad’s like “Guess you really had to go. You’re still going.”
Back to the present.
Well, there's nothing in particular worth noting as of yesterday, so I suppose now's a good time to find some non-angry quotes that Dad said during the Co7G material that I've covered thus far:
-“It’s like the newspaper: people don’t want yesterday’s; they want today’s. They don’t care if you want old issues; they wanna make a buck.” (9/5/98)
-“It’s not a train. We have to come to a sudden stop.” (10/9/98)
-“Okay, but you know what happened the last time.” (10/10/98)
-“That’s what you do,” said Dad. “You act like a jerk, and you apologize later." (10/11/09)
-"You’re on a desert island.” (10/11/98)
-“You see that cloud over there? That’s the Milky Way. And every one of those stars represents one of the galaxies in our universe.” (10/24/98)
-“You know what the problem with Mario is? He’s never going anywhere in particular. Not like James Bond.” (10/25/98)
-(Pretending that the plastic dinosaurs--which I forgot to note were a brown t-rex and a gray brontosaurus--were talking to us; 10/29/98)
-“Good question. I think it’s pretty corny myself, but it brings back times when people used to like it. Later, better stuff came out, but old people thought that it was the devil’s music. Musicians come out with better and better stuff. Like, you remember those cartoons where there was a castle with this jolly queen, and then there was this castle with a king, and they would go to war, and they would shoot music notes at eachother?” (11/13/98)
-“I bet you can’t wait to see ‘The Bug’s Life’ with Matthew, can you?” (11/17/98)
-“Well, you see, the thing with that guy is, he’s a nut.” (11/17/98)
-“You know what that reminds me of? That time when we were at Cedar Point looking at the stars.” (11/21/98)
-“I’m sorry about before. I should’ve told you about your language instead of making you sweep the driveway. To me, people who curse just make themselves seem immature.” (11/21/98)
-While I was playing, me and my family went to some pizza restaurant. On the way there, Dad’s like “We’re not getting pizza.” Brian and Marie are like “Why?” I also asked why. He then said “Okay, we’ll get pizza, but you have to have the works. Mushrooms,…Only kidding.” (11/22/98)
-“Only kidding,” he said. A few minutes later, he asked me “What would you do if someone left their wallet behind?”
“I would take it,” Brian said.
Dad’s like “Usually, if someone leaves their wallet behind, they have their phone number in it. If you find it, you call that person’s phone number. Don’t think about it, because it’s not yours.” (11/22/98)
-“Yeah, usually, when you have that kind of a job, you try to do it slowly,” Dad said.
“What about a horseback riding teacher?” Marie asked.
“That’s not a really good job to have. Every year, you teach the same stuff. Learning how to trot,…” Dad told us.
“What about being a teacher?” Marie asked.
“That’s a good job to have. Every year, you teach new stuff,” Dad answered.
“What about a video game designer?” Brian asked.
“Also a good one,” Dad answered. “They’re not gonna pay you $75 for putting the groceries in the bag, but they will pay you to find the common cold. It’s something you have to think about carefully.” (11/29/98)
-“You drink this, you’d wish you were dead when you wake up the next morning,” Dad told me and Brian. (12/6/98)
-“Eric, you’re eleven. Matthew, you’re eleven. Brian, you’re ten. Marie, you’re eight.” He also told us not to start eating too early. Brian’s like “What about the old age discount?”
“Okay, old age discount,” Dad told him. (12/6/98)
-“Probably $5 an hour; minimum wage,” he said.
“I thought Dail gets paid a dime a dozen boxes he packs,” I said.
“I said guys like Dail are worth a dime a dozen,” Dad told me. (Today's entry)
-“Guess you really had to go. You’re still going.” (Today's entry)
Total: 21
December 18, 1998 (Friday)
I got up early this morning to play Super Mario Bros. 2, and I set the timer for Pokémon. I let Brian know when the timer went off. He told me at first that he wasn’t interested, but he got up a few minutes later anyway.
During Pokemon, Ash and his friends were riding their bikes across a bridge to deliver something, and were stopped by some gang.
Later this morning, me and Brian versed eachother in Mario Kart 64. Mom had some CD on the CD player, and it was playing something that sounded like Nigel Thornberry. Later, me and Brian got into a fight, and all the sudden, some toast was burnt in the kitchen. Dad’s like “That’s from getting into a fight,” but he didn’t mean it. I then wandered outside.
The song in question is called Too Much, and it is sung by Dave Matthew's Band. I do remember, weeks later, asking Mom what it was, and she picked it up from the library (either that or showed me the same copy that she had).
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSPECzpKn4U
When I was getting dressed, I showed Mom and Dad what I was wearing. I was wearing blue pants and a blue sweatshirt. Mom’s like “How do you like this?” Dad’s like “He looks like little blue boy.” I changed into some other clothes.
Before we left, Mom told us, “Your Uncle Robby often feels sad because he doesn’t get to see Adam as often as he likes, so this is his Christmas gift to you. Even if you don’t like it, I want you to pretend to like it.” I left my game running while we were gone.
“How much does that guy get paid?” Marie asked Dad, upon noticing someone delivering papers.
“Probably $5 an hour; minimum wage,” he said.
“I thought Dail gets paid a dime a dozen boxes he packs,” I said.
“I said guys like Dail are worth a dime a dozen,” Dad told me.
We went to the Sony museum after we parked somewhere. We saw some robot, and it was talking to us. I became shy in front of it. He was saying things like “Come over here.” We then went to look at more stuff. Brian and Marie saw photos. I saw some painting game where you use a gun to paint stuff. I was gonna pretend to be shooting paintballs, but it just created circles of paint. Me and the other kids went to see the Playstations. I played Crash Bandicoot and beat the first level, and then it froze.
Later, we went to Burger King, and me and the other kids got The Bug’s Life toys. Marie got Heimlik, and me and Brian got roaches. Mom asked what The Bug’s Life was about. Brian answered her, “Like there are the ants and the locusts, and the locusts want food from the ants in return for protection, and so one of the ants looks for bugs to help him get rid of the locusts.”
After we left Burger King, we went to Radio City to meet Uncle Robby. Mom and Dad left to do something, so Uncle Robby was with us. We went into Radio City Music Hall to see a Christmas show. We got popcorn and some magazine.
“So, what do you want for Christmas,” Robby asked Brian.
“Money,” Brian said.
Brian looked at the magazine, and I also looked at it. After I finished eating my popcorn, I put it under the seat. Marie’s like “Eric!” Brian’s like “That’s what janitors are for.” Then the show started. After it was over, we went looking for Mom and Dad. After we found them, we went to see an ice skating rink, and there was also a huge Christmas Tree.
After we started going home, I had to take a piss. Mom asked me to hold it for as long as I can. A few minutes later, Dad pulled over, and me and Dad pissed near a metal fence. I kept pissing, and Dad’s like “Guess you really had to go. You’re still going.”
Back to the present.
Well, there's nothing in particular worth noting as of yesterday, so I suppose now's a good time to find some non-angry quotes that Dad said during the Co7G material that I've covered thus far:
-“It’s like the newspaper: people don’t want yesterday’s; they want today’s. They don’t care if you want old issues; they wanna make a buck.” (9/5/98)
-“It’s not a train. We have to come to a sudden stop.” (10/9/98)
-“Okay, but you know what happened the last time.” (10/10/98)
-“That’s what you do,” said Dad. “You act like a jerk, and you apologize later." (10/11/09)
-"You’re on a desert island.” (10/11/98)
-“You see that cloud over there? That’s the Milky Way. And every one of those stars represents one of the galaxies in our universe.” (10/24/98)
-“You know what the problem with Mario is? He’s never going anywhere in particular. Not like James Bond.” (10/25/98)
-(Pretending that the plastic dinosaurs--which I forgot to note were a brown t-rex and a gray brontosaurus--were talking to us; 10/29/98)
-“Good question. I think it’s pretty corny myself, but it brings back times when people used to like it. Later, better stuff came out, but old people thought that it was the devil’s music. Musicians come out with better and better stuff. Like, you remember those cartoons where there was a castle with this jolly queen, and then there was this castle with a king, and they would go to war, and they would shoot music notes at eachother?” (11/13/98)
-“I bet you can’t wait to see ‘The Bug’s Life’ with Matthew, can you?” (11/17/98)
-“Well, you see, the thing with that guy is, he’s a nut.” (11/17/98)
-“You know what that reminds me of? That time when we were at Cedar Point looking at the stars.” (11/21/98)
-“I’m sorry about before. I should’ve told you about your language instead of making you sweep the driveway. To me, people who curse just make themselves seem immature.” (11/21/98)
-While I was playing, me and my family went to some pizza restaurant. On the way there, Dad’s like “We’re not getting pizza.” Brian and Marie are like “Why?” I also asked why. He then said “Okay, we’ll get pizza, but you have to have the works. Mushrooms,…Only kidding.” (11/22/98)
-“Only kidding,” he said. A few minutes later, he asked me “What would you do if someone left their wallet behind?”
“I would take it,” Brian said.
Dad’s like “Usually, if someone leaves their wallet behind, they have their phone number in it. If you find it, you call that person’s phone number. Don’t think about it, because it’s not yours.” (11/22/98)
-“Yeah, usually, when you have that kind of a job, you try to do it slowly,” Dad said.
“What about a horseback riding teacher?” Marie asked.
“That’s not a really good job to have. Every year, you teach the same stuff. Learning how to trot,…” Dad told us.
“What about being a teacher?” Marie asked.
“That’s a good job to have. Every year, you teach new stuff,” Dad answered.
“What about a video game designer?” Brian asked.
“Also a good one,” Dad answered. “They’re not gonna pay you $75 for putting the groceries in the bag, but they will pay you to find the common cold. It’s something you have to think about carefully.” (11/29/98)
-“You drink this, you’d wish you were dead when you wake up the next morning,” Dad told me and Brian. (12/6/98)
-“Eric, you’re eleven. Matthew, you’re eleven. Brian, you’re ten. Marie, you’re eight.” He also told us not to start eating too early. Brian’s like “What about the old age discount?”
“Okay, old age discount,” Dad told him. (12/6/98)
-“Probably $5 an hour; minimum wage,” he said.
“I thought Dail gets paid a dime a dozen boxes he packs,” I said.
“I said guys like Dail are worth a dime a dozen,” Dad told me. (Today's entry)
-“Guess you really had to go. You’re still going.” (Today's entry)
Total: 21