This comes a week late for the 20 year anniversary, but someone has determined Ice Cube's "Good Day" occurred on January 20, 1992. How was that day for you?
rap, nice things, anniversaries, ice cube
Well I didn't even have to use my AK. So, you know, not bad.
@Emby But did you see the lights on the Goodyear blimp?
It would be, it would be so "NICE! "@l
Hm. I was 12. I don't remember... But love the song!
Ah...that was the last birthday before the Great Pinata Disaster.
Do go on...
@sorry your heinous When I turned four, we had a pinata for my birthday party. I hadn't really had any experience with pinatas before, and since I was an only child and the birthday girl, I assumed that I would be the one to break it open. Not so. A boy from preschool that I liked was the one to break it. I had a meltdown, it was embarrassing, and my parents never bought a pinata again.
(They also never let me forget it.)
@ms. alex Wow, I can see why you had a meltdown, but I can also see why your parents never let you forget it. ;)
I had a Great Musical Chairs Disaster. Dawn and I were the last two left, and she won. She got the jump rope prize that I'd picked out. It was MY birthday! It was so unfair.
I was 4 and probably watching too much MTV. Sounds like a solid day to me.
That was my last semester of college. I remember it being a tumultuous time with my boyfriend, and a lot of "what the f*ck did I just spend four years studying" soul-searching, so January 20th 1992 was possibly not a good day.
But I want to hear about this Great Pinata Disaster.
13 days before my wedding day. It was most likely a stressful day.
Were you alive on...
@deglatitude My thoughts exactly.
That was maybe the day my younger brother was conceived (he was born Oct. 20), so, uh, probably neutral at the time, but the start of fun things to come (my brother is awesome)?
I remember waking my girl up around 1, and she didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the Top Gun... which was humbling, to say the least.
That was the beginning of the end of my senior year of high school. By then I was much more confident than I'd been in my younger teens. I was taking more of the classes I wanted to take instead of just the ones I was "supposed" to take. I may have had an asshole boyfriend on that day, but if so he hadn't yet revealed himself to be the jerk he was (I've mentioned him before; he was the one who broke up with me on his answering machine). Also, somewhere around that time I auditioned for my school's production of The Pajama Game, and my brother (who was a freshman) tried out, too. I'd say it was probably a good day.
I was two, so goodness knows. (Reading these comments is making me feel so young.)
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