Strange Relic
 

I saw this today in Dana Point, I don't know if I have seen any others for quite a while.

http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1238866350.jpg

Once upon a time a 1/4 stick of dynamite fit nicely into the coin slots in those things.

:confused: What iz it? :confused: Can it send text messages?

I have one:D

sure, but does it run?

When the garage is finished, I'm going to get a friend to hook it up:D

I'm all for keeping a few of those around...I don't have a cell phone, am I the only one?

Yes.

Ian

The only person I have heard of over 12.

Does this look familiar?

http://img48.imageshack.us/img48/4492/betamax5ul.jpg

Had my 8y.o in the BMW 635 the other day (1989 model). It has the original tape deck.
She pulled the tape out and asked "Dad, what's this?" I said "It's a tape, to play music" She looked puzzled and, turning it over, said "What, like a CD?"

When my daughter was very young she wanted to know how I fit those "big black CD's" into the player. Gawd were getting old.

there are still a few in my neighborhood. the drug dealers love them.

i would never use one without dipping the receiver in a bucket of bactine.

You're not alone, I've no need for one. I have a work issued BlackBerry, but it stays in my desk drawer at work. Honestly I don't want people calling me, ever.

Before cells & the Internet, pay phones used to be an essential tool for road warriors. First stop in a new town was a pay phone with yellow pages - hotels were best for an intact set. Then you would discretely tear out the applicable pages for your particular business so you knew who you had to visit. Sometimes another b*stard had beaten you to it & the pages were gone . . .

Ian

Saw one last week in San Diego. One of the guys I was with who was carrying 2 black berries spotted it. I bet they'll make somewhat of a comeback if people *really* tightened their belts. There must be warehouses full of them.

Racerbvd has them all in his place.

We have a rotary phone in our home. It's great watching people who've never seen one try to figure it out.

I seem to recall that one by one, we knuckleheads, would use the payphone to dial O, tell the operator we got a busy signal, and didn't get our dime back. A few weeks later, a check made out in our names, for $.10 would arrive at our homes. It was a rite of passage to becoming a teenager and I think we were bored. lol

Things were slow in the acres.