ScottP

The things you take seriously...

Translation:

The preferred method...

ouch

Like I give a shit what people think. You, on the other hand, live for the attention you get here... an average of 16 posts/day=screaming for attention=heinously pathetic... But that's beside the point... Whatever Dwayner did to get the axe, in my opinion, is no worse than what you do on a regular basis. In his case, it appears he rubbed the wrong people the wrong way.

Or maybe Dwayner, and his ideas (?), just aren't so special that his continued delusional Luddite ramblings here are justified? Many of us find you unfunny and two-dimensional, but that's no reason to ban you. Take Dru for example: Seldom does one find a bigger waste of bandwidth, what with his adolescent focus on sexual innuendo, ill-fated, subtle-post-change attempts at humor and monotonous archival post-dredging, but after 3 to 4 times the post numbers of anyone else on this board, most of which are pure spew, he's still at it. I saw no legitimate reason for Dwayners banning other than somebody didn't like what he was saying, but hey, it's a privately owned board and the owners have the final say.

19 years of hell... (Consider that a big night out in Taft is a trip to the cowboy bars in nearby Bakersfield...ugh.)

Bill Withers Use Me

"What is so fucking important here that the Dwayner side-show bothers? Don is a little one-dimensional (not in real-life though), but is harmless. There is such a tendancy for people to feel that this place is important and serious, and Don detracts from this. It isn't, and he doesn't." I second that emotion...

The sight of that shirt just sent my co-worker into an epileptic seizure...

I guess it depends on the type of posting going on...

I made that exact comment and it was deleted. We'll see how your post fares.

Scott, did anyone mention we all hate you? No you don't. Wait...maybe you do... But you shouldn't. See, there's this dog that always barks at me and it's one of those annoying little yippy dogs and I have this killer view when the sun rises over the Cascade range and there are hundreds of ravens all flying in the same direction (NE), wave after wave of them and I can never seem to get though all of The Thrill Is Gone (live 1969 version), no matter how slow I walk and... When I'm one of those really old guys from whom people ask sage advice or the secret to my longevity or something, it's going to be "Live close to where you work or work close to where you live."

Dundee neighborhood to BTMS: 4 to 5 minute walk, depending on what's coming out of my iPod. Oh, wait...you said "longest commute". Never mind.

Is this guy boarding or falling over on a lake? I think it's the photographer that's falling over.

I bet that guy paid a shitload of money for a $3.00 pair of safety glasses with cheap costume jewelry glued on it. The ace of spades ring is a nice touch... a spot-on accoutrement to the dirty fingernails.

"...unlearn old ways." Do you realize how ridiculous this sounds? Behaviors backed by thousands of years of culture are going to be unlearned by getting an ass kicking and then being told to change by another country that occupies yours for at most a decade? I am sorry, but that is utterly naive.

"Damn it . . . Don't you dare ask God to help me." Joan Crawford, to her housekeeper, who had begun to pray aloud. "They couldn't hit an elephant at this dist. . . ." General John Sedgwick, Union Commander killed in battle during the Civil War. "Go on, get out - last words are for fools who haven't said enough." Karl Marx, to his housekeeper, who urged him to tell her his last words so she could write them down for posterity.

And so I've made some proposals to the Congress, proposals that work with how fast benefits will go up, proposals that said if you're in the -- a poor American, nothing is going to change for you. If you're a wealthy American, your benefits will grow, but at a slower rate.

It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing.

Conga

Must have been on contract with the Bergshop...