If you’re still lurking around, happy birthday Lisa!
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Started by Mr. Roboto, Jan 12 2009 02:22 PM
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Posted 21 March 2023 - 09:23 PM
I think Lisa is a political operative, connected to the Lincoln Project if I'm thinking of the same Lisa.
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Posted 21 March 2023 - 09:25 PM
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Posted 22 March 2023 - 08:27 AM
I think Lisa is a political operative, connected to the Lincoln Project if I'm thinking of the same Lisa.
I thought she was Canadian. They love Lincoln too?
Sister burn the temple
And stand beneath the moon
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
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Posted 24 March 2023 - 10:58 AM
It's a sausage party now mofos. Just old dudes wearing white New Balance shoes n' whatnot.
I'm a Birkenstocks hippie, but ok. I'll go to Kohl's and get some NBs
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Posted 18 April 2023 - 09:25 PM
Bought a small inside/outside digital temperature gauge in the mid oughts. The battery finally gave out… is wasn’t even an alkaline.
Kind of weird knowing that thing will still be working after I’m dead and gone.
Kind of weird knowing that thing will still be working after I’m dead and gone.
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Posted 01 July 2023 - 04:05 AM
Watching an old episode of Ed Sullivan and The Rolling Stones did “Paint It Black”. It led to reminiscing about past Stone’s concerts I have attended(seen them 6 times in four different decades).
I realized that my first Stone’s show was 45 years ago, tonight. It was in the stadium were the Cleveland Indians played their home games.
5 of us went up the day before and camped out in a parking lot in downtown Cleveland. Back then, lots of people camped out for shows, and it was always a hell of a party. We took two pony barrels with us drinking one of them the night before the show.
The next day we discovered that my little brother had somehow broken the tap for the kegs, but we rationalize that could still get beer out until the pressure equalized. So, we decided to take the keg into the show.
We used a muck basket to hold the keg and ice. If you don’t know, muck baskets are these large plastic baskets with rope handles that are used when mucking horse stalls(cleaning the previous nights horse shit mixed in with the straw). They’re the perfect size for pony kegs, and since they’re made of plastic, they’re easy to clean. And, they’re ideal since a couple of guys can grab each handle when walking.
Anyway, as we approached the turnstiles to enter the stadium, they were making everyone get rid of their glass bottles. There was a mound of broken, and not broken, liquor bottles about a half a foot high and 3 or 4 feet across.
We crossed the broken glass about to enter when the guy ask us what was under the sleeping bag(we covered the keg in the muck basket with a sleeping bag). We informed him it was a keg. He replied “let me see”, so I lifted the bag and showed him the keg. He said “ok”, and let us enter with it(we had to lift it over the turnstile). It was pretty early when we got there, so we took up a space in the field right in front of the stage.
The show was Peter Tosh first(in the 70s he was a pretty well known Reggae musician), then Kansas, with the Stones headlining.
Someone came to with some clear tubing that we managed to fit into the base of the tap(it was one of those two-prong taps… I don’t even think they make those anymore???). That worked fine until the pressure equalized(remember, my little brother has broken the tap the night before).
I scrounged up a pocket knife started carving away at the bung(kegs had wooden bungs back then) and managed to carve a hole through it, so we were back in business.
This is getting long so… as myself and a friend were holding up the keg while little bro was under it chugging out of the bung hole, Kieth Richards nudged Mick Jagger and pointed to us.
There was a lot more craziness that weekend, but this is getting long… maybe another time.
To sum up, 45 years ago at this instant, I was getting shit faced in a parking lot in downtown Cleveland Ohio.
I realized that my first Stone’s show was 45 years ago, tonight. It was in the stadium were the Cleveland Indians played their home games.
5 of us went up the day before and camped out in a parking lot in downtown Cleveland. Back then, lots of people camped out for shows, and it was always a hell of a party. We took two pony barrels with us drinking one of them the night before the show.
The next day we discovered that my little brother had somehow broken the tap for the kegs, but we rationalize that could still get beer out until the pressure equalized. So, we decided to take the keg into the show.
We used a muck basket to hold the keg and ice. If you don’t know, muck baskets are these large plastic baskets with rope handles that are used when mucking horse stalls(cleaning the previous nights horse shit mixed in with the straw). They’re the perfect size for pony kegs, and since they’re made of plastic, they’re easy to clean. And, they’re ideal since a couple of guys can grab each handle when walking.
Anyway, as we approached the turnstiles to enter the stadium, they were making everyone get rid of their glass bottles. There was a mound of broken, and not broken, liquor bottles about a half a foot high and 3 or 4 feet across.
We crossed the broken glass about to enter when the guy ask us what was under the sleeping bag(we covered the keg in the muck basket with a sleeping bag). We informed him it was a keg. He replied “let me see”, so I lifted the bag and showed him the keg. He said “ok”, and let us enter with it(we had to lift it over the turnstile). It was pretty early when we got there, so we took up a space in the field right in front of the stage.
The show was Peter Tosh first(in the 70s he was a pretty well known Reggae musician), then Kansas, with the Stones headlining.
Someone came to with some clear tubing that we managed to fit into the base of the tap(it was one of those two-prong taps… I don’t even think they make those anymore???). That worked fine until the pressure equalized(remember, my little brother has broken the tap the night before).
I scrounged up a pocket knife started carving away at the bung(kegs had wooden bungs back then) and managed to carve a hole through it, so we were back in business.
This is getting long so… as myself and a friend were holding up the keg while little bro was under it chugging out of the bung hole, Kieth Richards nudged Mick Jagger and pointed to us.
There was a lot more craziness that weekend, but this is getting long… maybe another time.
To sum up, 45 years ago at this instant, I was getting shit faced in a parking lot in downtown Cleveland Ohio.
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