We worked with all of the silicon valley companies to do R&D on there imaging software and corporate IDs. We had worked with Apple for years but I met Jobs AFTER he was kicked out and was starting up "Next". He brought in his new logo for us to print signs and create rub off transfers and asked me if he could open an account with us. Our accountant wanted to deny him because Next wasn't listed with Dun & Bradstreet yet.
I went solar, insulated the attic and switched all of the lights to LED strips or PAR bulbs and it was a substantial savings, not to mention the tank temperature dropped to 75 without any cooling. The old lights used to heat the water above 80, great for marine fish, not coral
shook cat woman and lurch's hand the same night. a bunch of other TV and movies stars I didn't recognize were there too. watched my mom get a serious case of buh, buh, buh, when gregory peck and omar sharif were 10 feet across the gas dock from us the next day. I didn't know who they were either.
Actually, the larger the tank and the more live rock, the easier the hobby gets.
Something I've always wondered about the really large tanks-- isn't the weight YUGE? ((I would imagine that in some cases before setting one up you'd have to take into consideration the strength of the floor underneath...?)
I may have once. was the underside a basic arc shape with a crude blade bevel? if so, I did, but I couldn't figure out what it was for and sold it for next to nothing at the flea market.
No. Mine is flat. They are designed to split thin shakes, like cedar shakes for siding and roofing. Like I said, we use it for splitting kindling. Sharp as hell but much safer than swinging an ax at a hand held log.
Who wrote a letter to a company called "Texas Cactus Growers" that basically said"
Dear Sirs:
Please send me ten dollars worth of Peyote buttons. Enclosed is a check in the amount of ten dollars plus postage.
(or words to that effect).
Several days later went to the local P.O. and picked up a cardboard box lined with old newspapers and some parts of several small cacti.
Brought it back to the dorm, and my friend and I took the scalples from our dissecting kits (for Freshman Biology class ) and cut out the spines, cut up the cactus, and ate it!
(Not surprising behaviour actually-- College freshman are known to do some rather strange things!!!)
Sharp as hell but much safer than swinging an ax at a hand held log.
Then you may doing it wrong. Now a days when we want to say someone is dumb we say, "He's not the brightest light on the tree." or, "He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer." or, "He's so dumb he has to be retrained after lunch." There was an old country saying my grandmother always used about someone who was dumb. She would say, "He's dull as a froe." A froe was not meant to be sharp, it's meant to separate shingles from a piece of wood by forcing apart the wood without cutting through the strands of wood. Roy Underhill on the Woodwright's Shop series on PBS did a segment about splitting off cedar shingles, or 'shakes' using a froe.
I went to see him in a play "House of Blue Leaves". When he came out of the theater I asked him for an autograph and then he asked me if I wanted a kiss too, so I said sure!
This was on an old fashioned manual typewriter-- before ordinary folks had computers ( in many cases people didn't actually know for sure what computers were). I took typing in summer school 'cause my parents convinced me it would come in handy in High School to type up terms papers... I flunked because it was boring so I didn't practice)..
LOL. Wish I could have had you sit in for me on the final calculus exam - I'd be a doctor today, instead of having to be a lawyer. Maybe I could have discovered the cure for cancer and won the Nobel Prize - oh well, too bad for the world.
It was an award for winning Base NCO of the year. I had never flown in a jet like that and the pilot did a very fast something that my stomach did not like. Fortunately, I hadn't eaten much lunch before my flight.
But a lot of people never got to throw up like I did.
Went Deep Sea Fishin with a bunch of hung over well, well hung over buddies in the early 90's. We had flown down to Key West to DRINK a HELL OF A LOT, and whatever else we might indulge upon. We chartered a boat and crew. Think there was about 10 of us, but only 6 made the {Dis} stilll
ed
drunken journey ,
still drunk & drinking and severely hung over,
to the dock the next mournin g.
We showed up with a half keg and a few bottles of licqour, (for 6 ) for a full day of Drinkin, while dropping lines to pass the time. The Captain we named Morgan, his first mate Skipper, and his second mate
Skip her II, as them dudes weren't even beer goggle worthy but, as we see them shaking their heads as we loaded our 'gear', we told em' start shakin our drinks cause we didn't bring stirrers
Went Deep Sea Fishin with a bunch of hung over well, well hung over buddies in the early 90's. We had flown down to Key West to DRINK a HELL OF A LOT, and whatever else we might indulge upon. We chartered a boat and crew. Think there was about 10 of us, but only 6 made the {Dis} stilll
ed
drunken journey
I think I knew that ship! The Sloop John B... I was the Deuxieme Mate, sailin' aboard her in the Northern Baltic Sea, off the coast of Easter Island, during Lent. During the latter days of The Boer War 'twas! Grandpappy and me wuz drinking all night... got into more than one round of fist-i-cuffs....well you catch my drift!
Who was trying to sleep in the living room of a rooming house in Toronto in 1964 when Joni Mitchell (then Joni Anderson) walked in with a backpack and guitar case having just arrived on her first time in Toronto, and as an audience of one, listened to her play some of her songs, and then slept on the floor to allow her to sleep on the couch. and who got her her first paying gig in Ontario, remaining friends with her for many years.
Well I only met Kerouac-- and apparently his writing skills weren't passed on by social contact!
However, back in those days
I saw the the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
Angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
And so on . . .
(Actually that's Ginsberg, not Kerouac, the opening stanzas of "HOWL" ....
( San Francisco, 1955—1956)
but what the heck, a Hippie is a Hippie is a Hippie....
(Does a Hippie by any other name smell as sweet...?)
I've never been all that into poetry, but for some reason that is one of my favourite poems.
You really did meet a large number of celebrities!
Was it because of business (did you give them legal representation) or was it because (I assume?) you went to lots of concerts and hung out afterwards?
Some, like Diana, Caine, Foster were because of my being involved with an international charity, others because of my involvement with folk music and other entertainers, rarely through my profession.
I've lived an interesting life, met fascinating people, travelled to many places, but my biggest adventure did not start until I was 69 years old, to travel to and live in China where I have had many experiences, explored many ancient historical sites, made a new life in a totally different culture even to the extent of marrying a Chinese Buddhist. Makes me feel like Bilbo Baggins in his old age, who said it was never too late to go on a new adventure.
My Friend Marshal H, who (like most Southerners) was from a "fine old aristocratic Southern Family" from Virginia Beach was driving back to school after IIRC Spring break. He was a total hippie. He saw another Hippie on the side of the road hitch-hiking, and picked him up. They started discussing whatever it is that 2 Hippies discuss and the conversation turned to what they were reading. Marshall said he like Ginsburg and Kerouac. The other guy said "I am Kerouac". Marshall made him show him his driver's licence and sure enuf he was Kerouac!
They drove into town (Chapel Hill, N.C.) went to a house off campus rented by a few friends. K asked for some booze, drank most of it, and passed out on the floor.
Soon the work spread that the great man himself was in town, and campus hippies came from far and wide to pay homage to the great one!
He finally woke up, smoked some weed and acted very crudely, attempting to paw any nearby (hippie) women and muttering profanities!
Who, in the mid 70's, stopped to pickup an old man walking north on I35 one late, rainy night in Dallas only to discover he was an international model and Military icon who's face I had seen prominently displayed many for many years at my airbase, Cherry Point N.C.?
For giving him a lift from the roadside in South Dallas to a Waffle House near downtown he gave me a signed copy of his world famous poster.
My one brush with greatness.
I hadn't recognized him with his teeth in. (snicker)
I've forgotten the name he gave me all those years ago but looking for an image of the poster to post I did run across his back story over on a "RAF" web site .
That " Sleep tight America " poster was hung all over Military airbases in the 70's.
Thanks for the information.
(Potentially there's a lot to learn on a site like this...its a pity most users are mainly interested in engaging in childish personal attacks on other users...or in prostelytizing some political or religious view to the exclusion of any intelligent conversations... when there's so much more of value that this site I have
70-74 Airborne Radio Operator on C-130's flying out of Cherry Point.
2nd MAW * MAG-14 * H&MS-14, (my old squadron has been re-designated - Marine Aviation Logistics Squadron 14, (MALS-14), changed from the Headquarters & Maintenance Squadron 14, (H&MS 14), of my time.
Except for the few months I spent at the Naval Air Station in Memphis Cherry Point was home base.
cool. my dad serviced aircraft electronics. ... he told me the other marines stationed there had to help keep the swabbies from falling out of their planes and off their boats while underway.
My dad was a corpsmen in Korea, (Army), but the only time he described his experiences it was to claim that all he did was carry the wounded around on stretchers in a MASH unit. (yeah, right)
His training was good enough that, in the 50's, he got all the vaccines and other basic medical supplies from an aunt that was a nurse at Parkland Hospital, and used them to act as the GP for his three young sons.
From vaccinations to flue shots to broken fingers, he did it all.
I was in the Navy as a Hospital Corpsman ssigned to "Operation Deep Freeze" in support of the National Science Foundation's Divison of Polar Programs. At that time the Navy provided logistical support for operations. I was the only x-ray technician on the continent of Antarctica at the time. We deployed for 6 months a year from our home port in Pt Hueneme, CA.
Either that or the polar bear club. The ice was about 6 feet thick and they cut steps out of the ice down to the water. You had a rope around your waist so they could haul you up immediately before hypothermia set in, which some people did get.
yeah, but still. I'm certain it would have fallen off immediately on first contact with the freezing water and I sure as hell wouldn't want to risk that kind of icicle.
A tradition on the "Ice" as we called it dating back to the early 1900's with the first Antarctic explorers. Because of the advent of increasing numbers of women in Antarctica nowadays, undergarments are optional. Men get the option of underwear or swim trunks or nothing at all, while ladies get the option of a bikini or the buff. In my day, women were definitely the minority and very few had the desire for a cold water immersion experience. Different story nowadays. I actually got a certificate for participating.
Who in the mid 80's was the basis for a fictional character in a fantasy 4 book series. Icelandic author Thorarinn Gunnarsson wrote a seris with characters based partly on a group of friends of mine. The first book is Make Way For Dragons and the twins in the books were based on me and my best friend at the time Dave. My character dies in book 2 . Thor is a very understated guy that loves puns.
During the 60s I was in college (still undergraduate) at UNC Chapel Hill. Politically it was mixed-- but had a significant group of more progressive students and faculty than most other Southern schools. So when Civil Rights demonstrations began nationwide, there were some there as well.
Many people in the state, (including the KKK) were not happy about that. So the Klan intended to have a caravan of cars drive to Chapel Hill and do a a counter-demonstration (probably to be similar to what some right wing extremists did fairly recently in Charlottesville):
Part of the reason that recent rally by far-right extremists (in C'Ville) was able to occur apparently was the local government and the police present did not act responsibly to prevent it.
ironically, though it was decades earlier, the situation in the early 60s in N. Carolina was a bit different. For a while NC had a man considered to be a relative "moderate"-- Governor Terry Sanford:
A lifelong Democrat, he was noted for his progressive leadership in civil rights and education, although his opponents criticized him as a " tax-and-spend " liberal . Sanford is remembered as a major public figure of the South after World War II.
And when Gov. Sanford heard that the Klan was going to drive to ChapelHill and rally, he did the opposite of what most Southern Governors at the time would've done-- he ordered the State Highway Patrol to set up roadblocks and to prevent the Klan from entering Chapel Hill!
I believe the Klan got wind of Sanford's plan, so they drove to Chapel Hill dressed in regular clothes-- without anything identifying them as Klansmen. Hoping to evade the police.
But the police set up a roadblock and checked every car. So many of the Klansmen, when seeing the roadblock, drove up on a hill off to the side of the road and tried to decide how to proceed.
At the time I was very active in the local Civil Rights movement, as well as friendly with the staff of the DTH, the school newspaper. One of the editors was going to try to see what would happen so gave me a ride to the roadblock. We parked and walked up the hill.
I saw some guy parked there, leaning against his car talking to a few people. He looked important so I (cautiously) chatted with him breifly. he wasn't too friendly so I withdrew. When I was a safe distance away I took a picture of him.
Later my newspaper friend told me who he was-- it turned out he was the Grand Dragon of the state KKK!
He wasn't supposed to be there. So my newspaper friend who was a stringer for either Time or Newsweek (I forget which now) asked me to give him my camera so he could quickly develop the photo and publish it in the school paper as well as send it to the newsmagazine!
As I left I thought "Wow, I'll have a picture published in a national news-magazine-- I'll be famous!"
Anyway, that's how this "who" met the Grand Dragon (PBUH).
(But does it count if I hadn't known who he was at the time?)
Who went to an Acoholics Anonymous New Year's Eve party and finding only lots of soda and bottled water there went out and returned with a small hidden bottle of liquor.
Who met Billy Martin in the Kansas City airport with his friend on the way to go pheasant hunting and he bought me a beer..................we talked...........he yelled at his friend for NOT packing any ammo. (Circa 1980). Classic Billy
Wow, you all have me beat. The only thing I can think of, well,
When I was a kid my best friend was a girl that lived a couple of houses down. Her father was a teacher and he use to record us singing little jingles, songs for his classes.
The only one I remember goes like...
We've got blood, and it goes round round round
As it's pumped a long with a lub dub sound
And it spreads o2 and food around
And collects the waste from all our cells.
Ha. Last I heard, they are still playing them in classrooms.
We had been in Pennsylvania for my uncle's wedding. My parents decided to make a vacay out of it, so on the way back, we spent several days in DC. Senator John Tower was a friend of my grandparents and knew we were all in town, so he invited us to lunch in the Senate Dining Room. Apparently, children were seldom seen in that particular dining room and we attracted a bit of attention. At one point, a man came over to our table and said that Bob Hope wanted to meet us (my brothers and I). During the introductions, Mr. Hope made some sort of joke at my little brother's expense, and while everyone was laughing, little bro reached up and snatched a menu from the table, rolled it up, and smacked Bob Hope over the head with it. There were more laughs about that than the joke.
On a side note, it was years later when I learned why it was so busy in DC while we were there. Lots of folks were in town for Robert Kennedy's memorial service.
Not quite the same as in person, but this Who saw what I believe was Elvis Presley's first public appearance playing Rock music (on Ed Sullivan Show on TV-- Black and White of course).
My parents, being somewhat old-fashioned, didn't know quite what to make of Elvis...I was just a little kid but I really liked the music.
(IIRC before RNR he did white gospel music which IMO he did really well)
You really did meet a large number of celebrities!
Was it because of business (did you give them legal representation) or was it because (I assume?) you went to lots of concerts and hung out afterwards?
Got another one:
Who met and worked with Steve Jobs.
who, as a boy, shook RFK's hand and then illegally set off fireworks with his sons in a national recreation area 11 months before he was assassinated.
Who shook JFK's hand (but missed the fireworks).
What were you doing? (Software Engineer?)
Managing a Graphic Arts company in Mt. View, CA.
We worked with all of the silicon valley companies to do R&D on there imaging software and corporate IDs. We had worked with Apple for years but I met Jobs AFTER he was kicked out and was starting up "Next". He brought in his new logo for us to print signs and create rub off transfers and asked me if he could open an account with us. Our accountant wanted to deny him because Next wasn't listed with Dun & Bradstreet yet.
That was the one and only time I overruled her.
Who has had a 400 gallon reef tank.
Not I but I did have a 30 gal salt water tank. Your's was YUGE dedication.
Easier than learning how to properly use a froe, lol.
Actually, the larger the tank and the more live rock, the easier the hobby gets.
Used a lot of electric though, lol
I actually carved the mallet we use for the froe. My wife is tinny so a froe is easier than an ax or maul for cutting kindling.
that may have raised a few official eyebrows where you live.
I went solar, insulated the attic and switched all of the lights to LED strips or PAR bulbs and it was a substantial savings, not to mention the tank temperature dropped to 75 without any cooling. The old lights used to heat the water above 80, great for marine fish, not coral
Yes in the day too much electric would alert the cops about pot growers. Fluorescents kept me under the radar. My neighbor could smell it though...
try driving thru any of the warehouse districts of denver in the summer
That's cool. You are a part of history.
shook cat woman and lurch's hand the same night. a bunch of other TV and movies stars I didn't recognize were there too. watched my mom get a serious case of buh, buh, buh, when gregory peck and omar sharif were 10 feet across the gas dock from us the next day. I didn't know who they were either.
for raisin eyebrows...?
Something I've always wondered about the really large tanks-- isn't the weight YUGE? ((I would imagine that in some cases before setting one up you'd have to take into consideration the strength of the floor underneath...?)
I easily topped 3,500 lbs. Possibly 4,000
It had to be on a concrete floor.
I'm guessing 4 tons filled, in an acrylic tank with the rock and accessories
I may have once. was the underside a basic arc shape with a crude blade bevel? if so, I did, but I couldn't figure out what it was for and sold it for next to nothing at the flea market.
No. Mine is flat. They are designed to split thin shakes, like cedar shakes for siding and roofing. Like I said, we use it for splitting kindling. Sharp as hell but much safer than swinging an ax at a hand held log.
Keep more fingers that way too.
I easily topped 3,500 lbs. Possibly 4,000
It had to be on a concrete floor.
That makes perfect sense now that you mention it!
I once had a Fish Tank. As a kid. A tad less ambitious than your project.
Freshwater. Maybe 10 or 12 gallons.
On a much smaller scale than what you did (whether or not the floor in my bedroom could hold it was not a major consideration! LOL)
Another who:
Who wrote a letter to a company called "Texas Cactus Growers" that basically said"
Dear Sirs:
Please send me ten dollars worth of Peyote buttons. Enclosed is a check in the amount of ten dollars plus postage.
(or words to that effect).
Several days later went to the local P.O. and picked up a cardboard box lined with old newspapers and some parts of several small cacti.
Brought it back to the dorm, and my friend and I took the scalples from our dissecting kits (for Freshman Biology class ) and cut out the spines, cut up the cactus, and ate it!
(Not surprising behaviour actually-- College freshman are known to do some rather strange things!!!)
1 gallon of water weighs 8 lbs, not counting everything else
Then you may doing it wrong. Now a days when we want to say someone is dumb we say, "He's not the brightest light on the tree." or, "He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer." or, "He's so dumb he has to be retrained after lunch." There was an old country saying my grandmother always used about someone who was dumb. She would say, "He's dull as a froe." A froe was not meant to be sharp, it's meant to separate shingles from a piece of wood by forcing apart the wood without cutting through the strands of wood. Roy Underhill on the Woodwright's Shop series on PBS did a segment about splitting off cedar shingles, or 'shakes' using a froe.
Since I'm using it to split kindling, not to make shakes, I want it to be sharp.
Who kissed Christopher Walken on the lips.
hussy. did you hear any cowbells at the time?
You mean cheep hussy... and that was what was ringing in my head. I thought it was BOC.
Which brings me to...
Who got baby clothing from BOC wives.
I meant shameless. I ran out of edit time. cool. saw BOC in 73 with zz top at the coliseum in denver. I still don't fear the reaper.
Probably very little I would imagine...
Just my own opinion, of course...but I think it actually needed a bit more....
Did you wash your lips? I wouldn't have
NO! I'm a huge fan. This was when he was young and adorable.
He's still adorable
So is Perrie!
How did you get to meet Christopher Walken?
Perrie doesn't kiss and tell, i tell
u
I went to see him in a play "House of Blue Leaves". When he came out of the theater I asked him for an autograph and then he asked me if I wanted a kiss too, so I said sure!
Opps Iggy, I think I did.
well, as long as our secret is still safe...
An achievement?
I got the lowest final mark in calculus in the history of the university.
Most people do . . .
That and Organic Chem (for those who take it)...those are usually two of the real "Killer Courses"....
That and Organic Chem (for those who take it)...those are usually two of the real "Killer Courses"....
Whoops, along with my incurable case of "TDS" it appears my computer has a case of "PSCTS" (posting same comment twice syndrome). Please delete dups.
Whoops, along with my incurable case of "TDS" it appears my computer has a case of "PSCTS" (posting same comment twice syndrome). Please delete dups.
Oh yeah? Who had to take college algebra three times to pass it with a "C-"?
Do you guys really want to get into a pissing contest about who got the worst grades?
I graduated with a 2.45....beat that!
I "almost" gotcha - 2.54 and finished # 820 out of 1056.
Who failed only one course in Junior High School.
Typing!
This was on an old fashioned manual typewriter-- before ordinary folks had computers ( in many cases people didn't actually know for sure what computers were). I took typing in summer school 'cause my parents convinced me it would come in handy in High School to type up terms papers... I flunked because it was boring so I didn't practice)..
I got straight 4.0's on calculus and differential equations.
LOL. Wish I could have had you sit in for me on the final calculus exam - I'd be a doctor today, instead of having to be a lawyer. Maybe I could have discovered the cure for cancer and won the Nobel Prize - oh well, too bad for the world.
Who saved Bob Dylan from a beating.
I deleted that because I realized too late that it was supposed to be only ONE item, and I had already posted one.
This is definitely one of the most interesting threads in a long, long time! (bet there would be many entries tied for first place!
.
Well, there's an old saying:
There are two types of people in the world . . .
very fun article. kudos to dulay.
That's OK Buzz, since that makes the other one null also. You both did it.
Great minds!
Post as many as you want individually...
Actually I would imagine that one is Null and the other one is Void!
(Sometimes I feel like a nut . . . )
Almond Joy Commercial 1978
Null and Void, Laurel and Hardy...
Bert and Harry Piels!
(1950s. people loved the commercials the commercials but didn't really like the taste of the beer...)
Now that is really cool!
I remember that some time ago Kavika did mention that and briefly told what happened-- and yes, that was very, very cool!
Thank you.
Who flew in a T-38 and puked in her O2 mask?
for a zoomie, very classy. ha ha ha
Wasn't it tho?
It was an award for winning Base NCO of the year. I had never flown in a jet like that and the pilot did a very fast something that my stomach did not like. Fortunately, I hadn't eaten much lunch before my flight.
But a lot of people never got to throw up like I did.
meh, I still luv ya...
luvs ya too
what's the zoomie barf during a flight ribbon look like?
like cheese crackers and water
so a white ribbon with orange specks in abstract shapes and no common pattern then. interesting.
That's the only time I get creative...when I puke
Haha. Sorry but Hahahaha
It's cool. I laugh about it now.
Gee, that sounds like a treat.
It was. We even flew over my house
Went Deep Sea Fishin with a bunch of hung over well, well hung over buddies in the early 90's. We had flown down to Key West to DRINK a HELL OF A LOT, and whatever else we might indulge upon. We chartered a boat and crew. Think there was about 10 of us, but only 6 made the {Dis} stilll
ed
drunken journey ,
still drunk & drinking and severely hung over,
to the dock the next mournin g.
We showed up with a half keg and a few bottles of licqour, (for 6 ) for a full day of Drinkin, while dropping lines to pass the time. The Captain we named Morgan, his first mate Skipper, and his second mate
Skip her II, as them dudes weren't even beer goggle worthy but, as we see them shaking their heads as we loaded our 'gear', we told em' start shakin our drinks cause we didn't bring stirrers
.
to be continued
I think I knew that ship! The Sloop John B... I was the Deuxieme Mate, sailin' aboard her in the Northern Baltic Sea, off the coast of Easter Island, during Lent. During the latter days of The Boer War 'twas! Grandpappy and me wuz drinking all night... got into more than one round of fist-i-cuffs....well you catch my drift!
Who met and conversed briefly with MLK.
Another one: who met Jack Kerouac.
Well, I read "On the Road". Does that count?
I await your novel with bated breath...
Okay, you want celebrity meetings?
Who shook hands with Princess Diana and carried on a conversation with her?
Who sat next to Jodi Foster at a luncheon?
Who had a visit at home from Arlo Guthrie, discussing with him copyright matters concerning his father's songs?
Who assisted Michael Caine to videotape a PSA for a charity, having to hold cue cards very close because he needs glasses to see okay?
Whose home did Ramblin' Jack Elliott stay in when he played gigs in Toronto?
Who was trying to sleep in the living room of a rooming house in Toronto in 1964 when Joni Mitchell (then Joni Anderson) walked in with a backpack and guitar case having just arrived on her first time in Toronto, and as an audience of one, listened to her play some of her songs, and then slept on the floor to allow her to sleep on the couch. and who got her her first paying gig in Ontario, remaining friends with her for many years.
Who did Bob Dylan shake hands with, while meeting with him, his wife Sara and son Jessie?
Who was visited at home by Johnny Winter before his Toronto concert to pick up a gift to make his playing more fantastic?
Who was presented with the International Heart Award in London, England, by an International Children's Charity?
You want more?
Very cool Buzz! My mom loved Arlo, too.
Depends on what you been smokin'!
Wow........"Who" ....really got around!
Well I only met Kerouac-- and apparently his writing skills weren't passed on by social contact!
However, back in those days
I saw the the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
You really did meet a large number of celebrities!
Was it because of business (did you give them legal representation) or was it because (I assume?) you went to lots of concerts and hung out afterwards?
Some, like Diana, Caine, Foster were because of my being involved with an international charity, others because of my involvement with folk music and other entertainers, rarely through my profession.
I've lived an interesting life, met fascinating people, travelled to many places, but my biggest adventure did not start until I was 69 years old, to travel to and live in China where I have had many experiences, explored many ancient historical sites, made a new life in a totally different culture even to the extent of marrying a Chinese Buddhist. Makes me feel like Bilbo Baggins in his old age, who said it was never too late to go on a new adventure.
That is really cool. Was he as nice as he seemed?
Au contraire mon petit Chou!
My Friend Marshal H, who (like most Southerners) was from a "fine old aristocratic Southern Family" from Virginia Beach was driving back to school after IIRC Spring break. He was a total hippie. He saw another Hippie on the side of the road hitch-hiking, and picked him up. They started discussing whatever it is that 2 Hippies discuss and the conversation turned to what they were reading. Marshall said he like Ginsburg and Kerouac. The other guy said "I am Kerouac". Marshall made him show him his driver's licence and sure enuf he was Kerouac!
They drove into town (Chapel Hill, N.C.) went to a house off campus rented by a few friends. K asked for some booze, drank most of it, and passed out on the floor.
Soon the work spread that the great man himself was in town, and campus hippies came from far and wide to pay homage to the great one!
He finally woke up, smoked some weed and acted very crudely, attempting to paw any nearby (hippie) women and muttering profanities!
(The whole thing was IMO quite a giggle).
Who, in the mid 70's, stopped to pickup an old man walking north on I35 one late, rainy night in Dallas only to discover he was an international model and Military icon who's face I had seen prominently displayed many for many years at my airbase, Cherry Point N.C.?
For giving him a lift from the roadside in South Dallas to a Waffle House near downtown he gave me a signed copy of his world famous poster.
My one brush with greatness.
I hadn't recognized him with his teeth in. (snicker)
Is that 'Ole Blue',
from Will Farrel's 'Old School', who died jello wrestling those young bitc....babes ?
Not "Ole Blue".
I've forgotten the name he gave me all those years ago but looking for an image of the poster to post I did run across his back story over on a "RAF" web site .
Interesting! (I have to admit I had no idea who that was when I saw the picture...)
That " Sleep tight America " poster was hung all over Military airbases in the 70's.
He was so popular that I think the only poster I saw put up more often were the mouse and eagle " Defiance! " ones.
Thanks for the information.
(Potentially there's a lot to learn on a site like this...its a pity most users are mainly interested in engaging in childish personal attacks on other users...or in prostelytizing some political or religious view to the exclusion of any intelligent conversations... when there's so much more of value that this site I have
What a great story!
small world. that's where I was born. squid or jarhead?
Marine. (smile)
70-74 Airborne Radio Operator on C-130's flying out of Cherry Point.
2nd MAW * MAG-14 * H&MS-14, (my old squadron has been re-designated - Marine Aviation Logistics Squadron 14, (MALS-14), changed from the Headquarters & Maintenance Squadron 14, (H&MS 14), of my time.
Except for the few months I spent at the Naval Air Station in Memphis Cherry Point was home base.
cool. my dad serviced aircraft electronics. ... he told me the other marines stationed there had to help keep the swabbies from falling out of their planes and off their boats while underway.
Semper Fi! HM1/FMF USN/RET.
Semper Fi Old Hermit. Spent some time with VMF(AW)-235 in Beaufort and we'd visit Cherry Point occasionally in the early 60's.
Cool Doc!
My dad was a corpsmen in Korea, (Army), but the only time he described his experiences it was to claim that all he did was carry the wounded around on stretchers in a MASH unit. (yeah, right)
His training was good enough that, in the 50's, he got all the vaccines and other basic medical supplies from an aunt that was a nurse at Parkland Hospital, and used them to act as the GP for his three young sons.
From vaccinations to flue shots to broken fingers, he did it all.
Oorah 1st, Oorah!
Know why Marines are stationed on Navy vessels?
Could never teach the sheep to clean up after themselves.
MM1/C SS '70-76'
Who jumped into freezing water naked though a hole cut in the sea ice in Antarctica?
Wow!
What were you doing in Antarctica?
(That is to say... when you weren't jumping through holes cut....etc. ???)
I was in the Navy as a Hospital Corpsman ssigned to "Operation Deep Freeze" in support of the National Science Foundation's Divison of Polar Programs. At that time the Navy provided logistical support for operations. I was the only x-ray technician on the continent of Antarctica at the time. We deployed for 6 months a year from our home port in Pt Hueneme, CA.
Were you the inspiration for the ''Shrivel Factor''?
Either that or the polar bear club. The ice was about 6 feet thick and they cut steps out of the ice down to the water. You had a rope around your waist so they could haul you up immediately before hypothermia set in, which some people did get.
It was "shrinkage".
Shrivel or Shrinkage either one is something that no one wants...LOLOL
Why were you naked?
meh, I would've been wearing at least 1 wool sock.
And you would have sunk like a rock. Have you ever felt how wool gets when it's wet?
yeah, but still. I'm certain it would have fallen off immediately on first contact with the freezing water and I sure as hell wouldn't want to risk that kind of icicle.
A tradition on the "Ice" as we called it dating back to the early 1900's with the first Antarctic explorers. Because of the advent of increasing numbers of women in Antarctica nowadays, undergarments are optional. Men get the option of underwear or swim trunks or nothing at all, while ladies get the option of a bikini or the buff. In my day, women were definitely the minority and very few had the desire for a cold water immersion experience. Different story nowadays. I actually got a certificate for participating.
crazy
Yeah, but I was young!
ahhhh.. to be young again.
that skinny golden window of time when older people tell you it can't be done and you do it anyway
Good point!
Who in the mid 80's was the basis for a fictional character in a fantasy 4 book series. Icelandic author Thorarinn Gunnarsson wrote a seris with characters based partly on a group of friends of mine. The first book is Make Way For Dragons and the twins in the books were based on me and my best friend at the time Dave. My character dies in book 2
. Thor is a very understated guy that loves puns.
Who met and briefly conversed with a Grand Dragon of the KKK.
But why?
... his sheets were still in the laundromat dryer?
But why?
Along (but interesting) story. It's late and I have to work tomorrow (recently doing a lot of stock trading...).
Will explain the mtg tomorrow.
Ran out of regular detergent and had to eat Tide Pods...and that was the beginning of his downfall!
Ran out of regular detergent and had to eat Tide Pods...and that was the beginning of his downfall!
During the 60s I was in college (still undergraduate) at UNC Chapel Hill. Politically it was mixed-- but had a significant group of more progressive students and faculty than most other Southern schools. So when Civil Rights demonstrations began nationwide, there were some there as well.
Many people in the state, (including the KKK) were not happy about that. So the Klan intended to have a caravan of cars drive to Chapel Hill and do a a counter-demonstration (probably to be similar to what some right wing extremists did fairly recently in Charlottesville):
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Part of the reason that recent rally by far-right extremists (in C'Ville) was able to occur apparently was the local government and the police present did not act responsibly to prevent it.
ironically, though it was decades earlier, the situation in the early 60s in N. Carolina was a bit different. For a while NC had a man considered to be a relative "moderate"-- Governor Terry Sanford:
A lifelong Democrat, he was noted for his progressive leadership in civil rights and education, although his opponents criticized him as a " tax-and-spend " liberal . Sanford is remembered as a major public figure of the South after World War II.
And when Gov. Sanford heard that the Klan was going to drive to ChapelHill and rally, he did the opposite of what most Southern Governors at the time would've done-- he ordered the State Highway Patrol to set up roadblocks and to prevent the Klan from entering Chapel Hill!
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I believe the Klan got wind of Sanford's plan, so they drove to Chapel Hill dressed in regular clothes-- without anything identifying them as Klansmen. Hoping to evade the police.
But the police set up a roadblock and checked every car. So many of the Klansmen, when seeing the roadblock, drove up on a hill off to the side of the road and tried to decide how to proceed.
At the time I was very active in the local Civil Rights movement, as well as friendly with the staff of the DTH, the school newspaper. One of the editors was going to try to see what would happen so gave me a ride to the roadblock. We parked and walked up the hill.
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I saw some guy parked there, leaning against his car talking to a few people. He looked important so I (cautiously) chatted with him breifly. he wasn't too friendly so I withdrew. When I was a safe distance away I took a picture of him.
Later my newspaper friend told me who he was-- it turned out he was the Grand Dragon of the state KKK!
He wasn't supposed to be there. So my newspaper friend who was a stringer for either Time or Newsweek (I forget which now) asked me to give him my camera so he could quickly develop the photo and publish it in the school paper as well as send it to the newsmagazine!
As I left I thought "Wow, I'll have a picture published in a national news-magazine-- I'll be famous!"
Anyway, that's how this "who" met the Grand Dragon (PBUH).
(But does it count if I hadn't known who he was at the time?)
Who went to an Acoholics Anonymous New Year's Eve party and finding only lots of soda and bottled water there went out and returned with a small hidden bottle of liquor.
Heh
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Are you aware of who posted this article?
No !
I bet I'm the only member . . . who
had a "20 Bagger"
during the "Tech Bubble".
(Tech Bubble" Was is das "Tech Bubble"?)
YEPPERS!!!
(My off-topic no-value bullshit derail is better than your off-topic no-value bullshit derail...Nyah, nyah, nyah...nyah!)
Who knows what Hilly's was?
("ceptin maybe Alice? Errr...I mean Buzz?)
And of course MUVA must know... or Perrie?
Who hung out in a laundry mat with Chaka Khan.
Wow!
Who met Billy Martin in the Kansas City airport with his friend on the way to go pheasant hunting and he bought me a beer..................we talked...........he yelled at his friend for NOT packing any ammo. (Circa 1980). Classic Billy
Wow, you all have me beat. The only thing I can think of, well,
When I was a kid my best friend was a girl that lived a couple of houses down. Her father was a teacher and he use to record us singing little jingles, songs for his classes.
The only one I remember goes like...
We've got blood, and it goes round round round
As it's pumped a long with a lub dub sound
And it spreads o2 and food around
And collects the waste from all our cells.
Ha. Last I heard, they are still playing them in classrooms.
Did you ever learn the tune "The Wheels on the Bus Go Round, Round, Round"?I memorized all the words
(must've been in one of the lower grades-- still remember the words!)
Who says a classical education isn't useful!
who had a drink at a bar with Ric Flair and couldn't figure out who he was
That would have made two of us.
a steroid infused acrobat and choreographed tumbler in an arena based melodrama with a sports theme
I would imagine that knows what Hilly's was!
(Guess I'm in a mysterious mood tonight...asking these rather weird questions...)
...whose brother smacked Bob Hope over the head with a rolled-up menu in the Senate Dining Room in Washington, DC in the summer of 1968.
story. give it up...
We had been in Pennsylvania for my uncle's wedding. My parents decided to make a vacay out of it, so on the way back, we spent several days in DC. Senator John Tower was a friend of my grandparents and knew we were all in town, so he invited us to lunch in the Senate Dining Room. Apparently, children were seldom seen in that particular dining room and we attracted a bit of attention. At one point, a man came over to our table and said that Bob Hope wanted to meet us (my brothers and I). During the introductions, Mr. Hope made some sort of joke at my little brother's expense, and while everyone was laughing, little bro reached up and snatched a menu from the table, rolled it up, and smacked Bob Hope over the head with it. There were more laughs about that than the joke.
On a side note, it was years later when I learned why it was so busy in DC while we were there. Lots of folks were in town for Robert Kennedy's memorial service.
Who saw the Beatles perform on tour when who was 12.
Not quite the same as in person, but this Who saw what I believe was Elvis Presley's first public appearance playing Rock music (on Ed Sullivan Show on TV-- Black and White of course).
My parents, being somewhat old-fashioned, didn't know quite what to make of Elvis...I was just a little kid but I really liked the music.
(IIRC before RNR he did white gospel music which IMO he did really well)
Ah-- but did the Beatles ever see The Who perform?
You really did meet a large number of celebrities!
Was it because of business (did you give them legal representation) or was it because (I assume?) you went to lots of concerts and hung out afterwards?
Who set up a computer lab with Apple IIes (first release Jan. 1983) and taught third graders how to use them.
First lesson-- how to put disks in the 2 external drives.
(Operating system was on a removable external 5 1/2 floppy-- the program being used was inserted on a second floppy). Then how to turn it on.
Next: Type your first name.
First question:
My teacher says the first letter is a capital. This computer is broke-- it don't make capital letters!
When finished, remove program floppy, insert a blank floppy to save work. The monitor will collect each kid's disk and put in the box for this class.
The children who are "behaved" will get a printout to take home to show parents and blow their minds!
Next week you will have an introduction to C++ or if you're behaved I may teach you Python...
(Jus' kidding).
I'll bet I'm the only member who has ever met former head of the CIA, L. Patrick Gray and former CNO Admiral Frank B. Kelso
OH, and you'd be wrong, I do own a froe. Used to belong to my grandfather.
I've inherited most of my hand tools, a table saw and a drill press. It's good to know that someone thought enough to know they were in good hands.
That's nothing-- I used to play softball with Dennis Murphy!
Seriously...I'm probably the only one on NT who did that . . .