My lost items would be: Pokemon Yellow (lost sometime during or after a family trip to NH), a flipper for my beast wars cybershark (lost 1997 at home), and a tech deck tony hawk skateboard (lost 2002? at school during English class). I only lost the tech deck myself, the pokemon game and the flipper were discovered missing, so idk how they vanished. All these items can be replaced, and I've already replaced the Pokemon Yellow, and the cybershark flipper so I'm not too worried about them. I can get the tech deck but it's probably gonna cost me a pretty penny to do so nowadays. Hey dude, maybe you can contact the folks here and see if they have an extra poster lying around for ya. –ƒ•z\”Ô”[—Á‚܂‚èEƒ|ƒXƒ^[ In English: https://translate.google.com/translate?sl=ja&tl=en&js=y&prev=_t&hl=en&ie=UTF-8&u=http://jin3.jp/juban/matsuri-poster.htm&edit-text=&act=url
This little guy. Wanted an X-wing, been so long can't remember if it was for Christmas or my birthday, but I remember going to to TRU with my dad to see what they had. Came down to a choice of the normal sized or the Action Fleet version. Loving miniatures like I did it was a no brainer. Played with that to death after I got it. Then one fateful day I left in on my bed in a rush to catch Lamb Chop's Play Along. Mom came in and made the bed and little R2 went on a grand adventure. Looked all over my room and nothing. Still have Luke and the X-wing, but part of me still hopes little R2 is just lost somewhere behind some piece of furniture or lost in the rug somewhere. I did get another R2 from the escape pod, but it's not really the same.
I started this thread seven years ago cause I lost a poster that I loved that I have literally zero chance of ever finding again. All I had was a crappy, tiny little jpeg. Well....AI is really coming along. There's a program called gigapixel that uses AI to take crappy jpegs and make them look like new. Here's the pic I had: And here it is after I ran it through the program: It's still not sharp enough to print out as a full poster, but might make a decent 8 x 10. I just can't believe after all these years I'm finally seeing the poster that used to hang in my hallway over fifteen years ago. Never thought I'd see it in this clarity again. It's really amazing.
@onnsake Is that a pic of the actual poster in your post? Why not just print it out and frame it? You could take it to a specialty office or *edit* Nevermind. You just answered why not, while I was typing.
You could hire a digital artist to enlarge the image and clean it up. Basically redraw the whole thing. They would need help with the tiny text, if they can't read it, though.
My first bicycle. It was a basic 20” Huffy BMX style bike I got for my birthday at age 7 (age 7 was the official bicycle birthday in our family). I rode that sumbitch all over Hell’s half acre for the next 8 years of my life. I literally wore it out. I repainted it multiple times, changed tires A LOT, fixed bearings, took pride in cleaning it and lubricating it and appreciated it for the ticket to adventure and geographical freedom and independence that it was. I was a classic 80’s bicycle kid, no doubt. I have so many memories of racing down Baldwin Hill and around Dead Man’s Curve, running from groundhogs and dogs, running away from home with my best friend (don’t worry…parents didn’t even realize we were gone…haha), saving my best friend’s life by using my bike to keep his from running into traffic, riding to the local town to see movies and buy candy with my sister and spending every nice Summer day riding to friends’ houses for mischief and fun. I went looking for it in the shed at Dad’s some years back only to discover that it was nowhere to be found and had apparently been thrown out years prior. For all the other useless shit that was still stored in that shed, my best 2-wheeled friend had been tossed asunder like a common watermelon rind. I like to think that the trashman took pity on it and, instead of squishing it in the compactor, decided to take it home to his son to work on together and give it a brand new life full of new adventures, excitement and memories.
Sorry to hear that. I'm terribly sorry. At the end of the day, this stuff is all just junk....yeah we miss it, because of those memories associated with it. I mean, that's why I missed the dumb poster in the first place. But it's just paper. Nothing can compare to the loss of a person.
I don’t usually post personal stuff here. For me, this place is an escape. a distraction from real life. I’m basically here to help feed my plastic crack addiction and post silly photo comics and memes. But seeing this topic, I’m going to post something in the hope that maybe someone can learn from my mistakes. My lost treasure is my wife, who passed away back in 2017. She was an amazing woman. I was very, VERY fortunate to get her. To put it simply, I married up – way up (not in the socio-economic sense, but in every other sense). She was great to me too. The years I spend with her were by far the best of my life. Unfortunately, I was not a good husband to her. In fact, I was a pretty sorry excuse for one. I didn’t give her the respect I should have, didn’t listen like I should have, and didn’t make her happiness the priority it should have been. All too often, I let her shoulder burdens that I should have been helping with. She carried the weight while I went along for the ride. I was self-centered, self-absorbed, and just plain lazy. I was also a coward. Instead of facing up to and trying to solve problems that harmed our relationship I ignored them as much as possible and tried to avoid talking about them, hoping somehow that they would resolve themselves or just go away. Well, guess what? They didn’t. I have a very, very strong suspicion that she felt somewhat trapped during the latter part of our time together because of health issues and money. She never outright said so, but thinking back on things she did say, I’m pretty certain of it now. Oh, and just in case someone is thinking that when things aren’t as they should be in a relationship, both parties are usually somewhat to blame – trust me, this isn’t one of those cases. It look me a long time to face up to all this. I was pretty good at living in denial, and it wasn’t until the last couple of years or so that I could admit much of it even to myself. And now of course, it’s much too late. It’s a painful realization, and one that I will have to deal with for the rest of my life. I’m not looking for sympathy. Lord knows I don’t deserve any. I have no excuses for my failure. The reason I am writing all this is to say DO NOT BE LIKE ME. If you have someone you really love, please, please treat them right. Just loving someone isn’t enough. Saying it with words isn’t enough. You need to put it into actions – not just gestures here and there, but rather how you live your life with that person every day. Especially in the hard times. And trust me, even if you haven’t had hard times yet, you will eventually. All relationships end, and unless you actually want it to end, there’s no such thing as a happy ending. If you don’t depart this mortal coil first, then whoever you’re with now or whoever you have in the future will either die or leave you. And in the case of the former, remember that tragedy can strike at any time. You may think you have plenty of time ahead, but in truth you have no way of knowing that. So if you truly love your partner, do what you can to make them happy and make their life better. That way, when they’re no longer there, at least you’ll know you gave it your best, and you won’t have to live with guilt and regret like I do.
Deltron Magnus, thanks for sharing and I'm truly sorry to hear about your loss as well. It sounds like you've been punishing yourself very hard the last several years. I don't know you at all, so I'll take you at your word and believe you when you said you weren't a great guy. But the words you wrote here sound like they come from someone that has truly learned from their mistakes. Your wife sounds like an amazing person. Amazing people would never want anyone to suffer. I hope you can forgive yourself and try to live the rest of your life without torturing yourself. I've never lost anyone the way you guys have, and I'm thankful for that. But every woman I've ever loved, truly loved, has left me. Now I'm in my mid 40s and I'm alone and all I have is painful memories and an apartment full of stupid toys. I definitely know a thing or too about guilt and regret. Man. Sorry to start such a downer thread, everyone. But honestly, I appreciate hearing your genuine stories.
