That thing you could’ve sworn you existed, remembered existed and how it has now turned into a great wonder of a chase to acquire again after so long. What is that thing for you?
Mine is discovering what music was played during an old internet radio show I still listen to was. The episodes I’m listening to are 21 years old now and for years I wondered what specific tracks were played on that show that I so want copies of. In one of the episodes, the host mentions that the backing music is from Digitally Imported now known as DI.FM.
However, that doesn’t do me any good since newer music is played now on that platform and with no hint or source telling me what tracks were played on that show in show notes or even word of mouth, I’ve no hope in tracking them down. So for so long, I’ve had to listen to this show’s episodes almost religiously, just because of the music that was played.
And my only hope now is tinkering with audio tools so I can figure a way to rip out the parts where the hosts are talking so it is just the music, then go around online asking people who’re more expert on the genre than I am to tell me, then find them and download them.
Okay so this isn’t internet related but I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately so I’m sharing.
I vividally remember going to a daycare as a young kid. I don’t remember much of the activities and playing, but I remember the nap room like it was yesterday. There was a mean old lady who was in charge of watching the kids nap, everyone had to nap at the same time and the other daycare staff would go out to lunch or something. Most of the kids had sleeping bags and stuffed animals, some had foam houses where they would sleep in. It was just a room with those gym mats on the floor, I remember just having a thin throw blanket so one of the kids who had a foam house would share his stuff with me.
I remember it so well because the old lady was cruel, she wouldn’t let kids go to the bathroom, I guess because she had to stay there and we couldn’t wander to the bathroom alone. Everyday there would be kids who peed themselves and it just got chalked up to kids wetting the bed.
Looking back on it was so weird. The issue, I asked my mom about it a few years back and she said I never went to daycare, we were always dirt poor and no way could she afford it, but she was also heavy on drugs at the time and there’s a lot of stuff she doesn’t remember. But I don’t see how I would’ve been in daycare, or why, she hasn’t worked since I was born, in that time period we were in and out of shelters or staying with her friends… I don’t know but I remember it and stand by it with my whole heart.
So I was telling my wife about this weird daycare and she suggested it was probably preschool. I thought about it for a bit but I remember preschool fairly well. It wasn’t like a real school, it was some rinky dink Catholic school thing at the church my grandma went too and I think they rotated teachers and my great aunt was one of them.
I do remember there was a billboard outside or very close to the daycare with a dog dressed like Peter pan or something of the sorts.
This place haunts me for some reason…