AIDEN AUCTION WINNING OFF TOPIC THREAD: like Seinfeld, it's an OT topic about NOTHING meets Question for Merry

[Portia]

I haven’t danced on a bar (that I can recall), but I’ve danced IN plenty of them.

Gay clubs are the best places to dance – Plenty of men who love to dance and don’t bitch about it, great music, and you don’t have to worry about getting hit on (too much).

When I was a theater major, we would have parties where there would be 50 of us singing the scores of “Rocky Horror” and “Hair.” Yep, we were theater geeks, but we had a hell of a lot of fun.

I’ve only been really drunk once, and that was 25 years ago.

I have a theory that country clubs are rifts in the space/time continuum that suck the life out of all those who enter. Every time I am forced to stand around in the ballroom of the River Oaks Country Club, eating finger food and sipping white wine while chatting politely with my colleagues and clients, I leave the building at least five years older than I was when I went in.

[canterlope]

Coreene

You’re right. Fair is fair. My ASTM/SEI approved helmet is doffed to you, followed by a big round of applause. A wonderful thread! But for some reason, I feel like I should smoke a cigarette now that it’s over.

A dog has one master, a cat has an entire staff.

[ponygrl]

Matt and I started as FBs too. But we’ve only been together 6 months. HECK, we’ve known each other those six months, and have included our FB days in the total for the whole relationship.

I too give a thumbs up to the older more experienced boyfriend. Last summer I had a weekend with a friend who is 27 or 28. Well worth my while and came home much more educated. Not only is it instant gratification but you can use what you learned!

Laura

[ClemsonGraduateRider]

<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by ClemsonGraduateRider:
Favorite Drunken injury. Two summers ago I went to a party at a friend’s house, Said house happened to have two flights of wood stairs. I being the newly 21 yr old that I was, intended to put as much alcohol into my little body as possible - half way towards reaching this goal I happened to fall down the stairs (all of them). Thank you to whoever decided that wedge shoes should be fashionable. At the time (being wasted) it hurt - BAD SIGN.

I continued along my merry party way however and didnt realize how really bad it was until I woke up the next morning and couldn’t drive myself home because I couldn’t push in the cluth in my car. Needless to say I thought the resulting bruise on my leg was pretty damn cool and went home and promptly took digital pictures of it to send to all my friends. I still have a lump today, two years later!!

And now I will leave you with the visual.

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“We learn from history that we do not learn from history.” ~ George Bernard Shaw<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

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“We learn from history that we do not learn from history.” ~ George Bernard Shaw

[Coreene]

…for numping in the ladies room. Now I still can’t figure out why, since this place was always listed on Top Dive Bars in Orange County and Top Dive Bars in Newport Beach. Oh, the memories - unfortunately it has been replaced by expensive lofts.

I, too, have jumped double, bareback, and sans helmet. This was when I was 13 and in those days no one wore a helmet and no one knew better. A few days later, however, I came to looking skyward with Major’s nose pushing me to get up, at which point the ER doctor reamed me a new one and my mother said I had to promise her to always jump with a helmet. I solemnly promised, and then of course the next time I jumped without I also fell off and whacked my head.

Oy vey, I’m now two for two on this line of questioning, let’s change the subject.

[sarapony]

Oh who cares? I’ll take him. Ship him to me in DC.

“No time to marry, no time to settle down. I’m a young woman and I ain’t done runnin’ around.” - Bessie Smith

[ponygrl]

wow that sounds so insane. I gave Figgy a bath today, it was in the mid 70s…

but this is arizona.

Laura

[PeriwinkleBlue]

Dang it! Day late and a dollar short, per usual.
My confessions:

1. Never been drunk.

2. Been in a bar maybe three times in my 25 years of existence. (You’re thinking, “How pathetic IS this girl?” Keep reading.)

3. Certainly never danced on a bar, or a table, or on a speaker. And yes, my dancing tends to resemble Chandler’s efforts, on one of his worse days.

4. Never flashed anyone, not even Mr. Mouse. (Although y’all have given me some great ideas.)

5. Never picked up a guy, although I have to admit to being an outrageous flirt when I was a little younger.

Now, the only things I CAN lay claim to are after I met Mr. Mouse. (Yes, he corrupted me, and damn it was fun!)

1. Made out in a parking lot of an office building. Fully clothed, sadly.

2. I…uh…gave him a helping hand in the car once while I was driving. Pulled out to pass a car without thinking about it and couldn’t figure out why Mr. M was suddenly throwing a fit and trying to get my hand off him. (I sincerely hope he doesn’t read this thread.)

And my favorite…

3. Numped, not once, but TWICE, in two different tackrooms, neither of which belonged to us, and one of which belonged to a busy boarding stable!

After the baby’s born (and weaned) I’m bound and determined to get drunk, just so I know what it’s like. I feel so deprived!

Oh, and last but not least - I have to share my picture of a sexy guy with ya. Dis is my brudder. What you don’t realize is that he’s about to pop this poor hapless kitten’s neck, at least four times in either direction. Looks ARE deceiving!

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A bank teller’s pet peeve: “What part of Wait Here For Next Available Teller do you NOT understand???”

[Heineken]

I have heard the single WORST pickup line EVER:

“I want to f&%$ you up the a$$.”

And he REALLY thought it might work. I met him 10 minutes before this was stated. Um…EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

EMPLOYED!!! Finally!! I started at Cosi and didn’t spill anything on anyone (yet), Dupont North for all you VA/MD/DC’ers

[Linny]

I like to dance, to dance on bars
I like to dance, to dance on cars
I like to ride, to ride a horse
I like to ride, I could do worse
I like the horse to dance with me
(but)
I can’t do dressage, I like Tb’s!

For the truth that binds us all together
I would like to say a simple prayer
That at this special time you will have true peace of mind
And loff to last throughout the coming year ~The Christmas Wish

[mwalshe]

<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Heidi:
This leads me to wonder: do you automatically hate other women (especially) if they’re thinner, prettier, more accomplished than you are?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
No Beautiful friends are an excellent way to meet hot guys and if I didn’t have accomplished friends I would have no-one to knit me cool hats and teach me to waterski. My reasons for disliking people are many and varied but typically have nothing to do with how they look and everything to do with how they act and what they say.

I’ve met a few girls (and boys) that automatically dislike those they perceived as attractive and accomplished and I can honestly say that I’ve never met more boring people in my life. The fact that Joan Rivers gets to go to places full of fascinating people and then hogs the microphone the whole time and makes catty comments about their clothes makes me want to smack her. Anyway …

Back to Coreene not knowing about the Inverness Problem!! Can it be true!! (I think it’s in favourites btw)

[shmon]

ooh…I have a collection of good souveneirs.

When I lived in London, I took a pint glass (labeled, of course) from almost every pub I visited. I even pilfered a few from bars in Italy and Prague as well as London. Off the top of my head, my collection includes an Atlanta Olympics 1996 glass from a bar in Rome, a Staropramen glass from Prague (where I drank green beer on St Patty’s Day), 2 gigantic Hoegaarden glasses from my favorite London watering hole (I was so proud to leave the pub with my stolen glass and find that my father, who was visiting at the time, had also pilfered a glass!), and (my favorite) a Guinness pint glass from another London pub.

One one pub crawl, I ended up with 4 glasses on the night. I was hiding them in my sleeves and in the inside pockets of my coat. I looked like I gained a few pounds by the end of that night Now, all the pint glasses (probably about 20) are lined up on top of my dresser. I’m so proud.

[Heidi]

You can’t measure the cost of the shoes against board; rather, amortize the cost against the number of years that you’ll wear them. I’ve justified many a purchase that way and can happily chortle, 'hey, it only cost me a $100 a year!".

Heineken, I hear ya. I’ve often been known to take my dresses out on dates.

Speaking of hair bands, our best friend’s brother (and childhood chum of Hans’) was in several in Toronto and has since reloked to L.A. with his wife. They’ve a band, Powder, whose self-released CD has just been voted one of the best of 2002 by Rolling Stone magazine. The wife, BTW, used to be a dancer-of-the-nude-arts and wears a leather bustier with built-in headlights - and we ain’t talking any headlights but those from a '70’s Mustang.

Hey! Buy the shoes and wear it to one of their L.A. gigs!

[SBT]

…it seems we are two of a kind.

But I have you beat on the “pathetic alcohol experimentation” index. Several years ago, I consumed less than one full shot of Creme de Menthe at Thanksgiving dinner. Harmless, right? I spent the entire ride home in a verrrrrry mellow, half-asleep state. Only I could get a buzz off two sips of hard liquor. Since then, I have avoided alcohol like the plague. Not only do I dislike the taste, my body has absolutely no tolerance for it whatsoever.

My bro, on the other hand, just downed 4 beers and God-knows-what-else on Christmas eve, with no ill effect. So my intolerance is not genetic. I’m just a freak, plain and simple.

~Sara
Charter member of the GM Fan Club
Member of the Dirt Divers 78th Airborne Unit, ATH Squadron

[Kinsella]

Coreene, honey, - OK, wait, that IS Steve Perry isn’t it??

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It’s better than pushing up daisies…

[HN73]

Best pick up line?

“Nice shoes, wanna f***?”

Oh, the college years…

[elizabeth]

<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Duffy:
Ok, color me a total idiot, but I have NOT figured out what FB stands for… Methinks one would NOT be able to post the answer, so feel free to e-mail me. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

The first word is a vulgar one. The second word is “buddy.” Roughly translated, it means, in the words of my dear, Catholic mother, someone whom you are willingly allowing, nay urging, to “use you.”

[Merlin]

62%. See ya at the convent, Cashmere!

[Heidi]

So many to choose from

The first concert: Bleck! What a misguided early adolescence I had - though, think I made up for it in my adulthood. Shaun Cassidy, followed shortly thereafter by Olivia Newton John at the height of her “Let’s Get Physical” hoopla.

My faves, though, include: Cocteau Twins, U2, Tragically Hip, Midnight Oil, Crowded House, the Police, Blues Traveller (at a small hockey venue).

I feel the same way about Neil Young that you do about Rush, Coreene. Went to see him years ago, mostly because I wanted to see the opening acts Pearl Jam and Soundgarden, missed them , and left three songs into Neil’s set.

[Coreene]

Dov Honig, who edited that film, was here for the Oscars when he was nominated for … um … that Harrison Ford movie with the train. Dov’s wife and I used to work together; anyhow we were having lunch and I said “That part where Daniel Day Lewis gets whacked in the face with the butt of a rifle, going into the Indian camp to rescue the girls…” and he started to laugh. I said “So, I did notice for a split second that young Daniel was in fact not wearing knickers under his Buckaroo Banzai costume, was he?”

And, yes, you can see the Day Lewis family jewels for just a split second. This is edited out on the teevee and airplane version.

Just thought Heidi needed to know that.