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Lifestyles of the poor and nameless

Thursday, January 13, 2005 at 9:08 PM

Throwback Thursday

In light of the overwhelming number of suggestions about a weekly segment to replace Fashion Friday (NOT!), I am tentatively creating "Throwback Thursday". Throwback Thursday will pay homage to random items/fads/icons of our youth (or critically examine them).

The first candidate for Throwback Thursday is dedicated to a small, but necessary part of the past. That's right kids, I'm talking about "sporks". Do you remember those? If you ever ate "hot lunch" in your school's cafeteria, chances are, you used a spork. It was a plastic spoon that had 3 or 4 fork tines on the end of it. How come you don't see sporks outside school cafeterias? Why don't adults use them? Why aren't they made of metal? They're pretty useful...and think of how your meals would improve: now you can eat Cup O' Soup and actually get the soup without putting the cup to your head; you can have spaghetti AND the sauce with one utensil--- and the edge doubles as a knife!

Blogger The Coach's two cents:

Alas, I have sentenced myself to 20 more years of sporks in my life.

Back in the day, we'd break the spork and do something weird to the spoon part to propel the long part across the length of the lunch table.

Why do I remember these things???  

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Blogger Queen Bee's two cents:

I remember that spork game ;-)  

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Blogger Dee's two cents:

I think I might have come across a spork or two at a quick lunch stand sort of place. Can't swear but I think the spork exists outside the school cafeteria.  

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