After Hours 1992

Some telecoms company launched a digital mobile system (based on GSM) in Finland last year, but I don't think it will ever replace analog so I am sticking with my old brick.

In other tech news those bunches of eejits in Apple are working on something they call the Newtown message pad with just a handheld screen and pen.
I can't ever see it catching on as people always want a keyboard, right.

I think Microsoft should ditch their Windows OS and come up with a better OS (not that windows 3.1 is an actual OS) and a better name for it.
What about Vista ?

Also Steve Jobs is truly finished, well in tech world anyway as NEXT is floundering.
Maybe he might stick to his Pixar project although that doesn't look too promising either, as their agreement with Disney to to produce a feature film based on Tin Toy with a working title of Toy Story is going nowhere fast.

If I could afford to buy shares I would buy Kodak, people will always want to buy camera film, and Novell because they are going to dominate LAN systems for decades.
And that Texan energy company Enron looks set to have a bright future.

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There's a promising actor out there called Liam Neeson from Ballymena. I have a feeling he might do well in an Irish historical film in a few years time. And he has potential for actions films, let's say one about a man rescuing his kidnapped daughter.

I discovered boys in 1992.
Specifically one boy.
You never forget your first crush. Thought he was so good looking. Got butterflies everytime I saw him. Often arranged to accidently bump into him. I never told anyone I liked him. I was always afraid of rejection. I spent hours and hours fantasising about marrying him, having his babies etc.
It was my secret from 92 until 96 when one night at a teenage disco I noticed a spark between us and got brave and sat on his lap and told him I'd fancied him for years, that I was the one who sent the mystery Valentine's card and threw the lips on him. It felt like something out of a movie - revealing my secret after all those years.
We had a back and forth casual thing for a while but the timing was never right for both of us with meeting other people. Years later in adulthood we met on a night out again and had some lip action but the teenage spark had gone.
We actually live in the same area now. See him most days but through different eyes.
So 1992, was the year Purple Mountain found her hormones and my AH thread would have read 'Should I tell the boy in my next class that I'm in love with him and have a photo of him from our school tour hidden under my bed?'

I visited the Medieval Experience in the Kerry Museum in Tralee in 1992

1992 was a nostalgic year for me. It was the stand out summer of my youth.

I was 11.
In Cork, we had a World Cup type football tournament in the local area. It was the same format as the WC with groups and then the knockout stages. You form a team based on the 'street leagues' concept.

It was a community funded initiative called 'Summer Soc'. The first one was the previous summer but by 92, it was a slick, well run operation. We won the U-12 and U-14 tournaments. I played outfield in the U-12 and was the keeper for U-14. We were unbeatable.

Later that summer we reached the National final of the U-12 Community Games final in Mosney and represented Cork. Our team was a mix of the two best schoolboys teams. Think Spain, a mixture of Real and Barca. We lost on penalties. Got a silver medal and was gutted. We should have won as we were a better team. Kildare fluked the opener and we finally equalized but couldn't find the winner. We collectively choked in the shoot out.

On TV, there was Agassi and Graf at Wimbledon, Faldo won his last Open at Muirfield, the European championships, we got the 'Multi channel' that year, so it was my first time watching the Tour De France live.

Then later that summer, it was the Barcelona Olympics. My first time watching it, as I was too young to appreciate Seoul.

All the above played out to the soundtrack of Just Another Day, This used to be my playground, Aint No Doubt, Would I lie to you, Erasures cover of Abba and Rhythm is a Dancer.

If that concept of 'The Summer land' in variatons of the afterlife are real, then that summer was it for me.

So threads would have been;

EUROS 92 Megathread.
Olympics 1992