Dimensional Door - Freeople Thread 14

[Mo1]

Sorry I'm late getting here .. I was on the Dem primary thread

[null and void]

LIEberman bit the dust!

[Mo1]

poor Joe .. and he was the only one of the clowns that had any integrity

And that ain't saying much

[null and void]

Yeah. A thin sad sliver of moth eaten integrity.

Can you realistically imagine anyone looking at this man and being inspired to follow him anywhere?

[Mo1]

Nope .. but then none of those losers inspire me

IMO .. they are all just as bad as Clinton was .. if any of them are elected .. we are majorly screwed

I've been doing a lot of research to say their history and voting records proves that point

[Mo1]

OMG ... LOL

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1071262/posts

[Mo1]

Well, you probably call them by the northern name of crayfish

Mike calls them crawldads .. ot something like that

[null and void]

LOL! Morning Mo!

[Mo1]

LOL .. Morning Nully .. doesn't his make up look worse then Gore's did back in 2000?

[Mo1]

Thanks for the link .. I like this freepers response .. *L*

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1071076/posts?page=46#46

[Servant of the 9]

What I really need is a new place to buy live crawfish. Mardi Gras is Feb 24th and I always buy live from south Louisiana and boil them myself. I wasn't too satisfied with my shipment last year from Cajun Grocer.

http://www.lacrawfish.com/

http://www.cajuncrawfish.com/

So9

[Darksheare]

Well..
I TRY hard NOT to kill threads..
As far as killing the thread in absentia, dunno how that would work at all.
Run command: Thread kill one / wait 5 posts

[Darksheare]

I was sleeping in dark repose.
Or whatever it is that passes for sleep for me.
Sorry..

[Professional Engineer]

[Conservababe]

Ask me if I am mad...no, I will tell you how mad I am.

I got a call from the school nurse requesting that I pick up my 5 year old granddaughter. The nurse said that she had been to her 'twice' complaining of headache and stomach ache. This nurse said to just give her Advil for her headache.

Well, the child stumbled out to my van and into the house and immediately collapsed on the couch. She was shivering from head to toe. Her temp was 103.5 degrees and she is extremely lethargic. A little headache and stomach ache...I think not. The stupid school nurse did not even take her temperature. Where do they get these incompetent pencil pusher nurses? They have the clinical skills of a gnat. And why did my granddaughter have to go to her twice, before she makes a call?

I have her under an electric blanket and have dosed her with Advil...and am waiting for the fever to go down. Her mother and daddy are going to have a talk with the principal and this stupid nurse...or I will go there myself.

[Darkchylde]

"Back to try to lure me to NY again I see......
Sorry you're just too gothic."

*sigh* That's okay. I think
I've found someone who doesn't
mind. The downside is that he's
leaving. But I won't give up so
easily. I'll get him... ];-)

[Darksheare]

LOL!!
I do know that my previous car was possessed.
The throttle would stick, and you couldn't shift into neutral for some reason during this phenomena.
Oh, and the seatbelt wouldn't unlatch either.
So I'd end up a passenger as the evil Flying Dutchman(what I called that car) would rocket down the road.
At least until I got the throttle unstuck..

Maybe I should've had it exorcised instead?

[Professional Engineer]

Oh, and the seatbelt wouldn't unlatch either. So I'd end up a passenger as the evil Flying Dutchman(what I called that car)

ROFL I had an '87 Camaro for 8 years. After I'd had it 2 or 3 years, I received a Recall notice from GM. Seems the seatbelt buckles had a problem where they might either refuse to latch, or refuse to unlatch. I had not had a problem either way, until I received the notice. After that both things happened to me.

Said seatbelt did save my life once. I was out on a vaguely familiar road near Lubbock, driving about 60mph. It was a looong straight road. I had remembered it making a sweeping left turn before intersecting another road. In Texas many cautionary speed signs are woefully inaccurate. Coming up in the corner, I saw a 20MPH sign, maybe 4ft tall, in the grass beside the road. No biggie, I thought. I topped a very slight rise, still doing 60, and saw 75~100 in front a 90 degree left turn. Straigh ahead, a cotton field. Between the road and the field, a bar ditch. The ditch was 3ft width, and 3ft deep. I was still doing nearly 60mph when I hit it.

I soloed my car that day. It sailed beautifully, I think. The landing cost $4,308.54. I later calculated a 3G impact. I bent the steering wheel with my hands, but was totally uninjured.

[Darksheare]

You did good!
So far, I have yet to do anything liek that.
(I've been extremely lucky so far in that respect.)

your airspeed was 60mph, eh?
3 G landing.. *winces* mean peak altitude and course?
/ joking.

The Flying Dutchman was a white 89 Golf GL that had some fairly odd quirks taht were inexplicable.
Like: How the DEVIL did it drive 30,000 miles with a hole the size of a quarter in the differential, and the ONLY sign of such a problem was that the throttle stuck? (On earlier VW's, the throttle routes first across the front of the transmission. If the tranny overheated, the throttle would stick.)
Up near Wingdale NY there is a road that has a 45 mph speed limit.
Not too bad except for the left hand turn at the bottom of the hill that requires a 25 mph navigation.
Not too bad, except for the fact that I was coming back from taking some friends on an icecream run down this particular road because it was the shortest route.
Everything was going fine until we crested the hill and I let go of the throttle to slow down for the turn.
The second I let go of the throttle, the car accelerated down the hill.
Isn't it interesting how in such situations time dialates and your mind races?
I had quite alot of time to think about what I was going to do.
Especially since we were passing through 55 on the downhill and I had the brakes on as hard as I could push them.
My one passenger grin sat me and sweetly says, "Oh? Problems?"
Of course, my missus who was onboard decides that I'm somehow doing this on purpose.
And starts screaming so.
We are nearing the turn and decision time rapidly and the wall dead ahead is beginning to look pretty tempting.
We enter the turn woefully over it's max safe navigating speed (55 on the dot) and somehow stayed on the road.
The car finally lets me shift out of gear and into neutral, upon which time the car throttles up even more since it is now unloaded from the burden of dragging the car.
And there's nowhere to safely set the car down, my next turn is just ahead and there is a place to pull off there that I knew of.
So I dropped the tranny back into gear and the tires chirped as they once again clawed at the ground furiously.
I make the right hand turn into my road, and make teh pulloff where I dump the car into neutral and tell my wife to LEAVE the SHIFTER ALONE.
I pull up the hand brake and pop the hood.
The engine is screaming, as is my wife still.
She reaches for the shifter to put teh car into park while I'm standing in front of the car with nmy hand on the throttle cable trying to free it up.
I see her motion and FLY to her door which I rip open and light into her about trying to kill me and the importance of following directions.
Meanwhile, the other pasengers are having fun.
The car is screaming and we're going nowhere fast.
I finally get the thing unstuck with absolutely zero indication as to why it stuck.
And we returned to whence we'd come.
All the while I'm being told how evil I am and how it's somehow my fault, I must've done it on purpose, etc..etc..etc..

This car did the stuck throttle on me only one more time.
And my wife didn't believe me.
(This car later died on Route 80 westbound by mile marker 222 / 223. Should anyone get out there during the summer, check out the creepy stone piles I built on the embankment.)

The missus bought an 89 Jetta.
It's throttle stuck on her.
Nothing like revenge.
I told her she's doing it on purpose.
];-)

[lodwick]

Live Crawfish year round here