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oooooo… kinda reminds me of Jacob\’s Ladder.
-s
\”Dubious Dupes of Hazard\” http://www.ilovepoetry.com/viewpoem.asp?id=93081
Kam: Ehrensenf!
Not to take away from Wreck & Salvage\’s creativity and efforts but I can\’t get into these Casual Friday episodes.
Has anyone been in the RB chat room? Has anyone chatted with someone while there? Just curious.
That’s the second thing I look @ my man, then this is new, I like.
Went to the rbcr but it was empty. I commented & hung out for awhile but nobody came, so I left a joint on the table & split.
Then fourth would be this but I just saw that their 2nd hostess just quit and they are now auditioning. Good show when they were up.
I smelled the smoke but only cold ashes were left!
I had previously suggested our IDs be modified to show if we are ON/OFF line in the chat but easier would be just to indicate how many people are currently in there and hope to attract others. of course 0 attendance doesn\’t carry much pull but the indicator should attract more users.
Drew: any records of people chatting yet? I would if I saw someone else in there, mainly to keep the sometimes extrapolated chatter out here more on topic.
Oh, I get it. It was like a dream, right? Once I dreamed that I was hung, but when I woke up, everything was the same size as before.
…once I dreamed I was gonna die… right up to a 10 second countdown… and fear, resignation, wondering what death would be like… all happening as if I was awake. Then, at the \’0\’ count, I woke up! I mean, come on: dying. What a joke… that\’ll never happen. -s
Jacobs Ladder, what a spooky movie that was…
She was way too tall for him anyways.
Trivia question (and no fair heading to wikipedia): How did the story\’s author, Ambrose Bierce, die?
I think he poured this all over himself!
![](\"http://www.practical-jokes-and-pranks.com/images/gags_fun/disappearing_ink_110.jpg\"/)
Answer: Nobody really knows. He wandered off into the desert south of Juarez with Pancho Villa in 1914, never to be seen north of the border again.
I told you, he disappeared!
It’s easy to do south of the border, even today.
For those who do not know, the cops in Mexico are essentially the Mafia. Especially the federal cops.
I actually got to ride along with the federales on a “pot bust” once. They drove us about 75 miles down into Chihuahua state, to a field of maybe 20 acres planted with some very nice weed. My “handler” made sure to stick close as we walked through all these 10- and 15-foot plants, clearly tended by loving experts.
After a few minutes I noticed something odd: All the buds were gone. Then I realized: They had already harvested the good stuff and were going to chop down and burn the plants for a media show. When I mentioned casually to my handler that the buds were gone he smiled, showing his gold front teeth, slapped me on the back and said, “College boy.” That’s what he called me for the rest of the day.
After they had chopped and burned the plants, all the while joking with us about nor inhaling the smoke (which was worthless anyways), we walked back to his pickup. As I buckled up he pulled a paper grocery bag out from under the seat. It was filled with big, fragrant buds, many pounds of them. They were shot through with big red and yellow hairs and the smell was almost overwhelming to a poor scribe on a budget. He grabbed a fistful that would probably cost $400 today, tilted it toward me and said, “Quieres? It’s OK.” I was very aware of being south of the border and politely declined.
I learned later that they would have happily busted me and kept me in prison until they got what they thought they could from my family. I met a dozen or more gringos who were being laundered that way. On average their fasmilies partred with more than $15,000. Most of them found a protector in jail who minded them for $100 a month or so while negotitations wore on, which if you think about it is quite a bargain. Then they got out and swore never to visit Mexico or even sample la mota ever again.
That’s just somethign I offer for you to think about as you contemplate the trade winds gracing your back yard (among the sculptures and the gnomes) and watch your own little contrails join them. Freedome is a very cool thing.
BTW, could you stand a visitor or two next summer? My lady friend is missing Hapuna something fierce. We’d stay in the park but it would be nice to hook up.
The park is no place for friends of mine, you can stay here
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in the back yard!
Looks luxurious Leron!
Actually compared to the “cabins” at Hapuna, that looks pretty good.
I was drawn there a while back by the $11 a night price, easily the cheapest overnight accommodations on the Big Island. Fortunately I was a resident of the border and already adept at killing scorpions. A gecko in the rafters took care of whatever made its way through the screen. Instead of a bed they have “benches” along both walls you’re supposed to sleep on. Not very romantic. In the morning I tossed a bread crust from the doorway in hopes of enticing a bright yellow bird closer so I could attempt an ID. There was a rustle in the underbrush and out popped a mongoose, half again as big as a squirrel and ripped with muscle from nose to tail. He looked right at me and showed those big teeth. We got used to him and dubbed him Max. A few times that week I heard a feral cat scream out in the brush and I figured Max had found dinner. Can you imagine the idiocy of importing these creatures to your ecosphere, to kill rats of all things? Especially since rats are nocturnal and the two species never meet?
From the cabins, you walk 250 feet down a path, and then you spy the ocean, that long flat white beach with the perfect waves and, at least back then, not too many tourists. Heaven on earth.
Oh well, you gotta do something on casual Friday. As dumb ass as I thought this was, Kens transition from walking to jogging was funny & yeah leron, my thought exactly \”The Attack of the 50\’ Woman\”
Not only is she 50\’ tall but she must have bionic eyesight if she can spot Ken from way over on the other side of a field.
Why isn\’t she naked too?
adf;sdafsd The narrator says \”hung.\”
I don\’t think it was a dream. I believe it was the mental heaven he escaped to before certain death.
That was lovely — did you do all the music Adam? LOVED the music.
I watch this Peyton Falkwaah(?) episode just before I drudgingly head off to work, to my deplorably grudge-of-an-overrnight job. I close my eyes and can see several metaphorical meanings arising; my own personal Peyton-izing. They are all realistic enough (except the part about wanting to return home AND be with his wife again; but because I have no wife, then \”Just wanted to return home\” works for me). Conspiracy to blow up the Brooklyn bridge. Lot\’s of metaphorical equivalents here,too. Ok, time for me to tramp off to work now…and get myself categorically lynched. Again today.
You have only yourself to blame. If you could just get past the bourgeois conceits — living indoors, buying food and electricity, etc. — you wouldn’t have to work so much.
Heh.
Yes, excellent point. You now have me thinking about eliminating both the electricity and the food thereby requiring less money and hence: abating the need to work so much. I\’m going to give it a try and I\’ll let you know how it pans out!
P.S.: That was (on a more serious note) some great, eye-opening travel advice that you posted up there–a few comments above–about Mexico!
This was creative and all that, but I believe no terrorists have been sentenced to death in the US as far as I know, and certainly none for planning an attack. A jury actually voted against the death penalty for Moussaoui. The Shoe Bomber got life in prison. I wish terrorists just wanted to return home to their wives, but I think they have other plans for casual Friday.
This is based on an old Twilight Zone Episode where a Confederate soldier is being hung.
“An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge”
You would have to be over 50 to remember.
Od Mac
Yes and No (this second link is from the RocketBoom.com Friday episode page).
A comment for Adam Quirk: A wonderful adaption!!! Both the video effects, and especially the sound effects for each scene were, in my opinion, awesome! I loved the New-York-Cityizing of it, too. Nice work.
But I venture to guess whether or not these \’starring Ken\’ film shorts are in line with RocketBoom audience expectations of the more traditional Casual Fridays past.
What, he walks around the city totally naked
and doesn\’t even get a ticket.
And why wasn\’t his woman naked too?
Hey man, where has the subtleness of your imagination gone? A beautiful woman running toward you (\’you\’ if you were drawn into and then melded at all with the main character (Peyton Farquhar–Confederate Spy)) bare-footed in the grass; a lovely, loose, flowing, RED dress snugging sensually to her thighs, shifting slightly with her every pace; completely shoulder-less from here down to sweet immeasurable eternity; sexy-backed; and very happy to see you (again: meld!); and she seems earnestly desirous to take you in. That\’s not naked enough for you? I just about popped a couple of rivets re-wathcing this episode. I think that Adam Quirk (along with cast and crew) showed us nakedness all right: the naked, wonderfully exquisite and dream-like emotions of bonding with another human being. OOps, I forgot: the part of Peyton was played by a popular action figure doll. But hey, just the same…